It is the Ocean that gives me strength and a sense of peace. I could never live too far from it or I might wither up into a sad little raisin. It is a place of mystery, awe, and wonder. It can be cruel and unforgiving; this I know, yet still it is a constant for me in returning home. It’s my coziest place.
It was a stormy, bleary day. The rain fell vertical. Our ponchos were plastered to us. We had the beach to ourselves for miles. It was invigorating and we felt so free. We had stopped and got some crappy pizza in a whole in the wall spot. Being New Yorkers, we are big time pizza snobs, but ate a bit as we walked along the shore, until I threw a piece into the air. Like magic, the seagulls came out of nowhere and followed us, catching pieces of dough in their mouths with each toss. I would estimate a flock of 20 something that followed. It was magnificent!
My dog was going nuts about it. It really was an absolute blast.
Pigeon Heart Ponderings 
Beautiful 🙂 The ocean is such a favorite of mine too!
Loooove it.
I also love the water 🙂
bet it loves you too (;
The dog was thinking… Gimme some of that pizza!
And believe me- he went for it! He would have been cool settling for a bird as well…
The sound of the ocean makes you feel all snug and comfy when you are curled up in bed at night. It’s a great way to fall asleep.
Fully. It’s so soothing. I love the sound of pouring rain on my window at night when I am in bed. So safe and snug*
I love the ocean too.
Wonderful 🙂
absolutely love this post – the ocean definitely fits this category for me, too. thanks for sharing.
thank you also for stopping by my comfort corner and leaving behind such a poignant little word that made me smile 🙂
Aw, thank you (: and I share your love for cozy woolen items as well. Go us!
Water, especially ocean water, is so comforting. Love it and this photo! : )
thank you ! I only wish it were more clear… It was so fun though~
Dogs rule. And good pizza is a religious experience.
Take the ferry boat to Fire Island and toss bits of bread [or leftover pizza] to the gulls that fly along just off the stern. A gas!
Cripes, what a thing to remember. I left the East Coast 25 years ago and haven’t been on a NY shore for at least a dozen more.
[And consider using categories. WP folks often surf using categories.]
Thanks for reading… Categories? Different than tags?