A Day for a Day Dream

I love a day when one thing that isn't much fun leads to something that is over the gentle top on the 'I had a way good time' chart. Yesterday was that day, when after a few hours working on a security issue on a computer, I headed to Dinghy Dock for breezy air and a ginger lemonade, which might be my new favorite mixer except later on when Natalie pulled out the watermelon mint with a squeeze of lime ade. But I digress. Shocking!

Doug said he was going snorkeling over by Melones Tamarindo Culebrita Punto Soldada someplace wet and I invited myself along, a loose planny plan to meet back at DD in an hour or so. I came back. He came back. The dinghy chariot awaited and we were away.

It has been hot here, very hot. Hot, and dusty too, a combo that makes your skin feel like it has a slick invisible mud...well, you get the idea. So being on the water, knowing I'd shortly be in the water - think ahhhhhh.

I saw two fish I'd never seen before. The water was delicious and difficult to leave, de-entering felt like what a kid leaving Disney World must feel, except I know how to hold on to happiness better than a child who lives so much more in the moment. All these hours later, with my skin slightly tingling from its added dose of sunshine, I can still feel the wonder and watch the movie short any time in my head (until I go again and make a new one).  Underwater camera, yes, it's on the list.

Have a worth your while Wednesday. Do something waggish.