Memoirs from the Gulf of Mexico
Just Me and a Crab
Walking through the warm white sand on Cape San Blas, I leave my imprints on
the beach, I look to my left, I listen to my right and nothing, I see and hear
nothing at all accept Beauty…the sound of the waves rolling on to the shore,
shuffle of a crab leaving the only other set of imprints and the sound of a
seabird at it passes me by, and the sensation of the balmy Gulf breeze.
I am amazed. I see no other human being for as far as my eye can see. I see
the sun setting.
Have You Ever Harvested Fruits From the Sea?
On another day, in the bend of the Cape the water is crystal clear. You can
spot the sea grass swaying in the water. I catch a blowfish in my net and watch
it scammer away as it deflated. Then, I reach down to pick up a conch
shell…Yes! This will be so yummy in a fresh conch salad. Now let me grab that
crab with my net…this will be just perfect for dinner. Time to dive…you see
the world so differently underwater…the scallops take on an iridescent glow as
they rest, floating in the sea grass. I reach out and grab one, and then
another, and another and place them in my bag, clear my snorkel and go down