The Calm of the Ocean

There is just something about the ocean.  It has this amazing calming effect in spite of all its power.  This morning while running a beautiful path in sunny Florida, I just had to stray and find the ocean.  While it was a harbor and lacked the gentle roar of the waves I so love, it was still so peaceful and calming to my soul.  I love how different it feels and is here.  I definitely understand why people come here to retire.  I love how everyone is drawn to the water.  I love how the trees are bigger than some of the homes they loom over with moss dripping from their limbs.    I love how you can pass a beach bungalow, a plantation style mansion and double wide all in the same block.  Everyone is drawn to the water.  I even passed a mobile home community that had boat slips right out the front door.  It doesn't matter to them what their house looks like because they live life on the water.   No cookie cutter homes, no rules saying what style your house must be, and your boat is your life.  I must say I did feel a little out of place as the majority of people I greeted were definitely retired, however, they were still out there living.  Roller blading, biking, walking, I even met a cute couple who had to of been late 70s jogging.  They were nice enough to direct me to the beach. 

I could get used to this daily dose of vitamin D and skip the winter blues I get at home.  There's just something about the ocean that makes me feel free.  I love nature, I miss being outside in the winter so much and I think that is the majority of my winter blues.  I love being surrounded by mountains and the glorious views I live by, but someday, perhaps the ocean's call will pull me to live coastal.  Maybe when life is a bit simpler, and my babies are a little more grown, the ocean just might win me over.