The word of the day is wonder. I hope I never lose my sense of wonder, being awed by this magnificent world we inhabit.
Sitting beach-side,enjoying the action of the ocean's tide washing the shoreline keeps me wondering. Scientists tell us it is the gravitational pull of the moon that controls our oceans's waters. How can that be? Those in the know may explain away the phenomenon but I can't help wondering how it works. In the meantime, I indulge my passion as often as I can.
I go back every chance I can even though the nearest ocean is hundreds of miles from where I now live. I grew up close to the eastern coastline. To walk the sandy beach, teased by incoming lapping waves is pure contentment. When I revisit my home-town area, there's one particular stretch I try to always visit. I leave my car and clamber down among boulders. Protected from any breeze and warmed by the sun, I soon lose track of passing time. The constant swoosh and sighs of moving waters brings on a sense of all's-right-with-the world.
Another thing that causes me to wonder is how birds know when it's time to migrate to warmer climates and when it's time to return. As I sit on my front porch, there's a hummingbird hovering beside the nearby feeder. How is it possible for such a tiny creature to fly such distances? And...remember its way back to this same patch of East Texas every time?
I hope I never get too blasé that I take for granted, or worse yet, completely ignore the wonders of this enchanting planet we occupy.