Tuesday, March 27, 2007



Weather has improved, it is much more livable now. It even rained! The temperature was in the 70's today and a very windy day. Winds were gusting to 40, for the most part it was steady in the 20's.
It is hard to make out South Mountain in the picture but that's what happens when the wind kicks up the sand. You get a gritty feeling in your mouth and nose. Not the most pleasant, kind of builds that Arizona character.

In Arizona we dream on windy days like today that we are close to the ocean. At least I can deceive myself to turn the dust swirled by the wind into mist slowly carried from the ocean to our shore. I try to make out a distant ship on the waters and imagine what it would be like on the sea. I like this poem:

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tideIs a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,And quite sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

By John Masefield (1878-1967)

Time to get back to work John....

1 comment:

shawnkielty said...

Hey Paul,

If you need the ocean, you're always welcome here. It's right down the street. The cool breeze, the salt air, and "the coldest winter I ever spent." Crab, lobster, oysters, clams and scallops;-- with chowder and well -- lots of whatever. Cioppino -- if you insist. And fog.