Love is Like a Good Bra...
I love being near water – any body of water will do. There’s something therapeutic about watching the waves roll in and out and the sound of the surf that brings inner peace – at least to me. Not that my life is full of turmoil, but a day at the beach is guaranteed to bring me calm.
We are fortunate to have one of the Great Lakes (Lake Erie) within 20 minutes of our house, so every chance we get in the summer, we head to the beach. We are also fortunate enough to know where the secluded beaches are and it’s these secret beaches that allow me access to literally miles of unspoiled beachfront. It also helps that they are part of a biosphere reserve.
On Saturday, J and I left home early and arrived at the beach by 8:00. We proceed to walk along the beach for the 4 hours – 2 hours in one direction and 2 hours back. J would wander here and there, photographing this and that. I would stroll in and out of the surf, bending down to hunt for treasures – rocks, shells, beach glass.
Although we were together, we were alone with our own thoughts and barely a word was spoken. It was nice. It was comfortable. It was the way any relationship and a good bra is meant to be – supportive, yet non-intrusive.