sea air

"I could never stay long enough on the shore; the tang of the untainted, fresh and free sea air was like a cool quieting thought."  -Helen Keller


I often saw her alone...digging in the sand, jumping waves, and running on the shore.  I would call to her to join us...and she sweetly declined.  Her contentment was tangible.  She played with the ocean like she would play with a friend.