Because it’s beautiful … and brings back memories …
A Dedication to Marilyn and Garry of Serendipity Blog
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May your sails be full
and a fair wind blowin’ …Sea Fever
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 tide
Is 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…
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Beautiful !
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It’s a classic. We do love our sea-going heritage around these parts 🙂
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Very true.
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Can’t you just feel the wind and the sea?
Leslie
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Yes. And I smell that salt air.
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You’re torturing me.., there is no smell like that here in the desert.
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Well, not here in the valley, either. We have fresh water around here … rivers, ponds, streams, swamp. But it’s less than an hour to the Atlantic … and sometimes, if the wind is right, there’s just a whiff of salt in the air.
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