As we packed for our trip out West I struggled with how much camera equipment to take along. To keep things simple I chose to take only one lens for my DSLR, a 50mm, a prime lens with no zoom. It’s probable my least expensive lens, but hands down the best for the quality of images it captures.
The memory card for my camera holds more images of the Pacific Ocean than anything. That body of water held me captive in a good way, with the colors, the waves, the splash of sea water on the rocky coast. I can still hear in my mind the almost breath-like sound of the waves moving in and out, in and out.
When asked by our son what I wanted to do while there I recall that walking on the beach was a priority. We made visits to various beaches in the San Diego area, but I can’t tell you where I stood when taking this particular photo. As you can see, it was a beautiful, sunny day, perfect for sight seeing and enjoying the ocean view.
Sometimes you take a photo and you know even as you click the shutter that it will be special to you in some way. And other times there are surprises, images that touch your heart, that you only “see” long after the shot was taken. That little boat with the red sail is what my heart has been “seeing” all week.
Have you ever been sailing? If I knew I would not succumb to motion sickness I might go out in a sailboat with those who know how to navigate the wind. It looks as though it would be peaceful and relaxing.
Peaceful and relaxing. Sun. Wind. Waves. Free from all the cares of the world.
If you search the Internet for how to sail you will find lots of good resources and instruction, even diagrams for how to set the sail to make the wind push the boat in the direction you choose. Two boats in the same wind can be going in opposite directions, depending on how the sailor sets that sail.
It’s not about the wind. It’s all about that sail.
Here we are, Veterans Day, 2020. Little did we know twelve months ago just what was coming, but perhaps life is merciful that way. What would we have done differently if we had known what was coming? Would our navigation be different?
More important now is the question of what each of us will do. Will we drop anchor and stay in a safe place? Or will we set our sails so the wind can take us forward, on to where we know we need to go?
Personally? I choose to pull up the anchor and set my sail to go forward, even if that means going against the wind, into the future.