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swishing in the salish sea

 ….summertime is all about a salty-ocean slash briny- air combo for me. I was practically spawned in the nooks and crannies off the coast of beautiful british columbia. I have never lived anywhere else and probably won’t ever. I know, never say never, but I am truly a west coast girl at heart. You know how some things just feel like home?  Well, then you can feel my vibe. No, I am not a salmon, even though as I am writing this I am painting a mental picture of a fish. Well….. maybe I am part fish…I am pretty sure being drawn to the ocean is embedded in my DNA.I stem from a long line of salty sea- dogs, and my siblings and other family members drift along on the same  love wave for the sea, just as I do .If I predict correctly,so will my children. My daughter is already a fearless water nymph, just as I was. My parents never took us to Disneyland, Mexico or Hawaii as childern but looking back I knew what we did every summer had a fun factor rating  off the charts. What else could beat that?  We rowed our little dinghy around wherever our scrawny arms could get us to. Jumped off the top of the “big” boat, don’t get me wrong it wasn’t a  fancy yacht or anything but we didn’t care! We swam to shore repeatedly. Sometimes, most times it was a long swim and boy we sure slept well at night!.  There was a gaggle of us kids,exploring to our hearts content every bit of beach, underneath slimy green seaweed and overturning  big, slippery rocks covered with sharp barnacles to catch those teeny tiny crabs with huge pinchers, collected piles of silvery driftwood for fires, BIG ass fires too, cracked and destroyed gigantic oysters on rocks looking for pearls,and every afternoon when the grown ups were having “happy hour” we were all treated to fresh,saltwater -steamed dungeness crab with garlic butter. oh yes, and my mom would make Oysters Rockefeller on the beach tucked into the fire, all garlicky buttery goodness, we never even belly ached about the spinach in themImage,!!  Gourmet groceries she always said!! So awesome, so sweet, so many good times! I wouldn’t trade any of it for all the money in the world! Happy summer!



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  1. No better place on earth for sure. Hawaii and Mexico are great but the gulf islands are so much more soul inspiring. #1 on the bucket list. When are we moving? I’ll pack the dinghy.

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