I hate that feeling of being woke up from a sound sleep
by something unpleasant, don't you?
Last week at 5:00 am on the dot we heard a man yelling
at the top of his lungs outside of our house. Now with
warmer days we sleep with the patio door cracked open
and as a result we can hear things outside a lot better.
We sat up and blinked at each other, like what's
going on? I thought maybe the neighbors were
fighting, my husband thought the crew working
on the construction project down the road was
getting yelled at. But it's 5:00 am--they aren't
I got up and looked out the front windows and
this is what I saw:
These were young men in swim suits (no shirts, no shoes)
doing push ups in the 48 degree salt water at 5:05 am.
The guy yelling at them at the top of his lungs is the lone
individual to the right that I noticed was dressed in nice
warm clothing with boots on. He must have had really
Into the water they go...did I mention it's 48 degrees...
Out of the water they stagger, some of them running...
I didn't get a picture, but after this they let them put
their shoes back on (that's always a fantastic feeling
with sandy, wet feet and no socks) and an orange
reflective safety vest, then they started running in
a line down the road with Major Pain driving
the van after them.
I didn't see who they were, but since they all looked
young with short haircuts I am going to venture a
guess they were either part of the Alaska Trooper
academy we have here or Coast Guard.
I didn't think the Coast Guard was that hard core,
but maybe they are training to be rescue swimmers?
My sister sent me this from out by the Artesian Well.
Awww, he kinda looks like he wants us to come
and play, doesn't he?
Salmon cookies I made for the Music festival