How lucky are we,
we live so close to the ocean.
We can snorkel the reefs.
Float with the current.
Swim in the salty water.
Dive the depths of the sea.
Chris, Kate and I went snorkeling for the last time together.
It was a beautiful, clear day.
The water was perfect and warm.
So many sea creatures out and about.
A jelly fish and a sea slug.
It was so clear.
I wish my dslr was water proof.
Can you even imagine.
Chris spotted the greatest find of the day,
possibly of all snorkeling history - for me at least.
One more time,
but so cool.
It was about the size of my wrist to my elbow,
from head to last tentacle.
Just a baby.
We all were brave enough to stroke it - even Kate,
We watched it glide up the rocks
and swiftly swim away.
[I'm so glad I got at least one halfway decent photo]
I found an eel.
About the size from my elbow to hand to other hand to other elbow.
Or a foot and a half, if that's easier to understand.
We touched that too.
It was calm,
didn't even try to bite.
Kate did say she felt an electric shock when she put her hand on it.
Nothing too severe has happened yet,
although she said she could understand what the sea life was saying.
But she always says stuff like that.
"I can speak to snakes, siahasse-heth"
"No, people who've been in traumatic events can't remember them correctly"
We swam into the caves
and were pounded by the waves.
My photo of Chris and Kate.
Chris' photo of me and Kate.
Kate's photo of me and Chris.
How lucky am I,
to have friends like these.