There she blows!!!!!

Don't get me wrong, I love the ocean. I grew up in and around the ocean most of my life. Salt water heals me, hearing it, smelling it, but not going into it!! I have not been knee-deep in the ocean since "Jaws".

So when on our vacation to visit sons and grandsons, my daughter-n-law, Miss Emily suggested we go for a 4 hour whale watching trip, I jumped at the chance to be miles from land!!!

We loaded up and set sail, so to speak, from Gloucester, Mass., the home of The Perfect Storm, minus George Clooney.

We departed on this huge vessel, or as I called it, a Big Boat.

I was so excited that I out ran everyone to the top of the deck, to get the best seats. Bill, Emily, Adrian and Baby Finn and I were on an adventure. I felt free as the gulls above me, and a peace filled me like only the ocean can. As far as our eyes could see, water, and more water, and more!!!

The ocean can hypnotize you, after a couple of hours, you think you see whales and mermaids riding them!!! The tour lady told us to look for water spouts, that come from the blow holes, and she was right, they were all over. We were in the middle of whales, I had to hold my hand over my heart, it was a religious experience. They began to show themselves jumping and waving, and tails held high. Left side, right side, their majestic bodies and sounds, like a ballet . I felt like they enjoyed us visiting, I hope so, because if they didn't my other thought was I was an intruder and that made me feel bad. So I just believed they were thrilled to put on such a dance for us. Crazy humans, hanging onto the rails.

No wonder Jacques Cousteau hung out in the ocean so much, you were speaking to him,

Royal Kings and Queens of the ocean, wonderful creatures. Thank you.