It would be hard to grow up further from the ocean than Lisbon, Iowa. In fact, I'd never really seen the sea (other than from an aeroplane) until I was 23 years old. I now live on a tiny island and the seashore is only about 30 miles from any given point in Scotland (so I have been told). Even though I live so close, each trip to the ocean is an adventure. Its just so different. The sights, the smells, the sheer open expanse of the sea. I am like a child, collecting shells and stones and sea glass for inspection. To this day, I am still convinced that a sea monster is going to jump out of the unknown.
It seems that the light is different there. Colours are brighter.
St Andrews
Lobster Traps
Bird! Bird!
I spend most of my time looking down to see what treasures have washed up.
