Another memory is of my years living on Martha's Vineyard. My favorite place to be was in an apartment above an antique shop, spending time with my second mum. Her home was filled with magic and I loved every second that I spent there. Many days spent helping out in her antique shop or sitting upstairs in the sunroom, looking out at the water, and always in the company of a Manx cat or pup. I felt so safe there and comforted in her company. I remember one year we prepared for Halloween and we made witch hats. We decorated them with flowers and tulle. They were so beautiful. My dog ate mine though. I miss being able to see her everyday now that I haved moved, and moved, and moved....you know, gypsy girl. It is funny though because when I feel a bit homesick I listen to a little Stevie Nicks, watch Bell, Book, and Candle or Practical Magic and I feel alright. So many great memories stored in my mind and most of them near the water. They also include some pretty wonderful people.There is nothing like being by the ocean. I love a good storm by the sea. I get so excited watching the water when it is angry. It is soothing to me for some reason. Maybe because it is so beautiful, yet so full of mystery and even danger and I have a deep respect for the ocean for those reasons. It is powerful. There is also tranquility in the song of the ocean. It is repetitive and mesmerizing. The lake offers the same type of song. It may not be the ocean but it is a quite similar. Though it is not the ocean I can't help but feel lucky. I get to sit here on my driftwood bench and listen to the waves. What a wonderful life.
