© Anne Quemere
Dead in the water for the past two days. That's the simplest way to sum it up! This incredible expanse is like a mirror and I'm looking at it. Not a ripple, nothing is moving. The skies are overcast. It's grey matched to the ocean are barely discernable. I feel I've crossed into another world.
The wind has abandonned me. Oh! There's the occasional breeze, but nothing worth the effort of launching the kite. It's impossible to raise it in such conditions. Now I know... I'll have to be patient at least till next Wednesday. It's a good time to appraise my reaction to this phase of helplessness.....Patience is of the essence!
Instead of burning energy needlessly, I put it to good use yesterday by trying out the plankton and other larvae recovery equipment that Oceanopolis gave me before I left. I spent long hours casting the fishing net. At first, I had the impression of retrieving nothing but ocean water, but, with a closer look, I noticed there was considerable movement around the Oceankite.
This to say, that it's worth the time to stop and look around. This is quite a luxury in our day and age. This simple event brought me back to the days when I read Théodore Monot who wrote of the desert as a place full of life. He would kneel at every step to analyse the life under each stone.
More soon. Anne
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