The sea I swam in

A while back Lisa mentioned something on her blog that made me think about cellular memories. She was talking about how perhaps deep in her cells there was a memory of Japan, I think sometimes that deep in my cells there is a memory of living in the sea. I am never happier than when I am in the sea (which means in this cold country i'm not happy very often) on many occasions i've been likened to a mermaid (or perhaps more precisely a sea cow)- I am clumsy on dry land, my feet hurt when I walk- but when i'm in the sea I always feel happy. On Monday I swam in the cold water and twisted and turned and played around in the waves spinning round in circles. I'm not very good at swimming these days- i'm out of practice and my right leg and arm aren't very strong, but I think I need to work out a way to get into the sea more often.

Hello Autumn

I spent the first day of Autumn swimming in the sea at Lyme Regis. This is a photo from one of my trips there last year as I left my camera at home today. It was amazing to be in the sea at this time of year- the sun was shining and I was the only one in the water for a lot of the time I spent bobbing around. I think that maybe I am part mermaid because I am never happier than when in the sea, and the water temperature didn't seem to bother me much (although it has to be said I do come with a coating of blubber that helps). I'm sleepy, salty and sandy now, so i'll catch up tomorrow with some of the things i've been gathering lately.