Staying Put at Tea Table
I didn't feel the impulse to explore as much as possible so I stayed in one place for eight days. I felt an affinity for this spot, like it spoke to me "Stay with me, keep me company. Get to know me some."
So I did; this tranquility worked for me
Again like last summer I lost track of the days because they don't matter out here. I wasn't playing hooky or loafing; I was again visiting my dear, dear friend Flow. She never ceases to amaze me. I wasn't doing time; I was being timeless.
Here's what she had in store for me at my ringside seat this time:
- A sweet little one-house island
- A sandbar beach appears at low tide
- At high tide the beach appears as a wild rapids
- Enough protection from most wind directions (except west and north)
- enough depth to be safe at tidal changes
- divine weather - 75-89 degrees - mostly sunny days
- wind mostly easterlies 10-17 knots
- always comfortable in bathing trunks or speedo.
- No flies, bugs or bites! No sleepless swatting nights!
- A 25 foot cut between two coral heads where the tide rips through day and night
- Privacy + quiet - not one Nassau siren, horn, powerboat wave, tour boat or jet ski
- Ho-hum average sunrises and sunsets