Monday, August 2, 2010
This week we met the ocean, the peaceful sea, the edge of our country, the beginning of a new world. We also learned that as two brothers -- we love the ocean in our own ways. One of us likes the surf, the tingle of salty water at our ankles, the splash of sea on our lips. The other prefers the prospect of digging in all that sand, pushing aside rocks to find shells, and feeling the grit under his nails.
When the sea splatted across my (cooper) lips for the first time I spat it out and mom asked, "What does the ocean taste like?" And I had to admit, "Like salt and pepper."