My mother used to scold me "Susan, don't be fresh!" I won't deny certain situations merited her saying that.....but I'm wondering about her choice of words. I wonder too much; 'tis a bad habit of mine or alternatively a sign of brilliance. Fresh is good, isn't it? Fresh air, fresh fruit, fresh sheets, fresh coat of paint, freshly baked, smelling fresh as a daisy (or is that just some nerdy thing my Pop says?), fresh ideas, fresh and clean, fresh start, etc. Why would it be bad to be fresh? Why wouldn't you want to be fresh?..... jus' sayin'.
With the New Year (2012 please and thank you and OMG at the same time) about to turn, many people are thinking about "fresh". A time for resolutions, new beginnings, change of routine, out with the old in with the new. I don't embrace all that. Curmudgeon. Go to bed at 10, wake up the next morning, same ol' same ol', but.....
....I go to the beach. Often. Year round. More frequently in the off-seasons rather than summer. I love to find the beach empty especially at low tide. It is a gift. I think about the foot and paw prints erased by the outgoing tide. I find a piece of seaglass tossed ashore by waves-it wasn't there the day before. I think about the sands that shift, the organic and man-made flotsam that goes in and out, the renewal of the beach upon each visit. Again and again I find the beach, the ocean, my muse and my reminder that each day is fresh and new and can be an impetus for change, significant or inconsequential.
Better Nothing Than Almost's image indicates that I'm not the only one who finds renewal in the beauty of the beach, ocean, and fresh air.
Susan of Happy No Ears
looking ahead by better nothing than almost
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