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Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Sometimes, I Sip Scotch
. . . while Susie sells seashells by the seashore.
Other times, I need more salt.
Monastery Beach: June 20, 2011. Fairly random shots.
Recollections for the spirit. I'm too far from the water right now.
My favorite word--garsecg--from the Old English Beowulf is a kenning or poetic riddle-word for the sea. It means "the spear-man," perhaps the echo of a figure like the Norse Aegir or some other surly northern Neptune. In other texts, garsecg seems to be an adjective meaning "sea-like," "stormy" or "tempestuous."