Keep On Keeping On

Good fin-workout at the pool today:

kick across, kick & stroke back;
frequent underwater laps;
pushed past that desire to stop early;
felt like myself after 45 minutes.

Getting back in shape,
getting into better shape:

that's the goal.

Heading Down

. . . where treasure may be found.

Turtle, Grazing

Mourning Motley: Old Shots

I miss my girl.

The Salt Embrace II

Or, In The Locker.

When I was a boy, I wanted to find the Elephants' Graveyard, the ruins of Atlantis, and Davy Jones' (actual) Locker.

Flotsam: Beach Rescue

 The poor fellow was lying on the sand, obviously washed up with the morning tide.  I couldn't help but think of some poor child bereft of his or her friend.

So I placed the elephant on a rock in a spot that would keep him above the rising tide and at a good eye-level for any adults walking the beach.  Of course, anyone seeking a lost friend like this would have their eyes glued to the sand . . . so here's hoping.

I think his name is Hannibal, by the way.

Turtle-Breathing