ocean wilds

The water is inky black,

the sun not yet over the horizon

there’s a constant slapping sound of the waves

reminding you of the ocean wilds

just there

beyond the reach of your cold outstretched arms

 

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(The Sunrise Swimmers is scheduled for February 2018)

 

 

 

 

Inspiration from the sea

morning || cityhippyfarmgirlI wrote a little while ago on how I could easily start another blog on all things of the sea. All those salty thoughts? Yes, they are still piling up and for this post, I have nothing but inspiration come from it.

Utterly inspired.

(I’ve written before of two of these links before, but indulge me, it’s so very worth it.)

morning time || cityhippyfarmgirl

beach || cityhippyfarmgirl

Emily Richmond, solo sailor, making her way around the world in a tiny yacht since 2010. C grade media celebrities be damned, this is a woman worthy of looking up to… Bobbie Rounds the World.

 

Mother Tongue Knowledge: Sri Lanka- A beautiful truly inspiring adventure of a life time, oh yes indeed. He’s just finished (and reached!) a crowd funding project.

Great Ocean Quarterly– where adventures can be taken in your favourite seat, looking out at your favourite view. Bliss.

waiting for the moon to rise || cityhippyfarmgirl

Tell me about some of your salty thoughts or wanders lately.

 

First Light

rising || cityhippyfarmgirlthinking spot || cityhippyfarmgirl

If I was starting another blog from scratch again, I think I would name it something watery like “Webbed Feet”….well, maybe not that one. Maybe, “The Old Sea Dog”. A blog entirely made up of photos and stories from the sea. A tiny corner to put my salty thoughts, and damp wonderings.

In lieu of having another blog entirely dedicated for my love of the ocean, I do get to sooth my cool water needs with some posts within here and reading this beautiful magazine– Great Ocean Quarterly.

If there is a part of you that yearns for the ocean, a desire for sand beneath toes, rocks by your side and a secret tiny longing for a merpersons tail, than this the magazine for you.*

It’s divine. Every. Single. Page.

There is no other magazine like it.

For the blog readers here, who are also salty people of the sea. This link is for you. A peek into how the article First Light was done in the magazines first edition.

Magic. Pure salty tinged magic.

 

* I get nothing for mentioning this beautiful magazine, except for the knowledge, that I’ve passed on to someone else who also likes the feeling of dipping their toes into the salty wet good stuff.