Tuesday, October 9, 2012

October


If March roars in like a lion, then October pads in giddily like a golden retriever, all joy and gentle reminder.
You may need these, October suggests, your socks cradled in her mouth as you creep out of bed at dawn, suddenly darker than it was last week. Or this, she says, nuzzling a sweatshirt.
October points to the Thermos you almost forgot on your way out the door, the hotwater jug, the hat October knows you’ll be glad you remembered when you get out of the water.
October rides shotgun to the coast, head out the window, head back in to look at you, warm lips stretched into a smile, and asks, isn’t this amazing?
And it is.
And then you’re at the coast and October is bounding in a frenzy, dizzily pointing the soft cylinder of her nose at the sea—its cloudy breath and slick, morning-gold surface.
Then she’s wriggling, belly on the ground and you lower yourself to see what she’s got. Down here, she implores, listen. And you press your ear to the ground—wet, fresh—and you hear it. Thump Thump Thump of October’s tail on the packed earth.
Thump Thump Thump of the waves’ as they shatter onto sand.
Thump Thump Thump.
Deeper you listen, eyes closed.
Thump Thump Thump it goes.
Winter’s almost here.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful board. Beautiful resin tint. You guys definitely have your shit together.

mick said...

I love this board, thanks Jamie!

John said...

October also brings offshore morning winds. I'm loving this board, had some of my best OB sessions ever on it this week. thanks Jamie!