That's why I was so nervous to go back, but wow, it was what I remembered and then some. If only I had the means to live there (well, and Spouse was inclined, which he's not).
I have tears. It's so true, how some smells tell us when we are home. This made me think of when I disembarked the plane in San Diego, after 36 lonely, landlocked years in Ohio, and smelling jasmine, and orange blossoms, and the salty living smell of the sea, and knowing that I was home again.
I understand that. I really do. It's so much nicer here. In Ohio, I felt a hair comforted by Lake Erie, and the community of Puerto Ricans there. It felt more like home, to me, and there were gulls and roses everywhere, and bright colors.... but it sure was not the Pacific. I would prefer to be a bit further north with potable water on the land, than in this specific home, because I miss my garden... but still not too far from the Pacific, but I don't think that will happen. I'm just going to try growing in pots, again.
Although I am not lucky enough to live as close to the ocean as you do (I MUST come down there again to the Cabrillo Monument...), I still love it and visit it often.
I don't think I could live further than an hour's drive from an ocean. The sea is somehow imprinted on my soul.
I'm still gobsmacked that I lucked out to live where I do. Military just aren't this lucky anymore, to live in prime places. Now I have to adjust to the idea that I'll probably never live this close to the sea again, unless I can talk Spouse into a boathouse when we're old. *G*
You should come down in December again, when the tide is once more that low and we can clamber on the rocks. We'll bring Spouse to fish out anybody who falls in. ;-)
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You tell this well.
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In Ohio, I felt a hair comforted by Lake Erie, and the community of Puerto Ricans there. It felt more like home, to me, and there were gulls and roses everywhere, and bright colors.... but it sure was not the Pacific.
I would prefer to be a bit further north with potable water on the land, than in this specific home, because I miss my garden... but still not too far from the Pacific, but I don't think that will happen. I'm just going to try growing in pots, again.
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Although I am not lucky enough to live as close to the ocean as you do (I MUST come down there again to the Cabrillo Monument...), I still love it and visit it often.
I don't think I could live further than an hour's drive from an ocean. The sea is somehow imprinted on my soul.
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You should come down in December again, when the tide is once more that low and we can clamber on the rocks. We'll bring Spouse to fish out anybody who falls in. ;-)
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