I've never seen the point of the sea, except where it meets the land. The shore has a point. The sea has none.
As with wine, geography affects the flavor. Oysters are usually named for a locale.
It irks me when I read the narrative that 'Dwane is salty.' I can't say anything right.
Pouring forth its seas everywhere, then, the ocean envelops the earth and fills its deeper chasms.
No oyster in the world tastes as good as a Gulf oyster.
The sea has neither meaning nor pity.
Why use salty when you can have brackish? It carries a sense of part-water, part-salt, too, just like the sea.
If you put a spoonful of salt in a cup of water it tastes very salty. If you put a spoonful of salt in a lake of fresh water the taste is still pure and clear. Peace comes when our hearts are open like the sky, vast as the ocean.
Ice is remarkable in many ways. A simple experiment one can do at home is to add salt to an amount of water in different concentrations. For example, one can mimic the concentration of the ocean, or one can make it even saltier.
The most amazing thing to me about the sea is the tide. A harbour like St. Ives is totally transformed in a very short space of time by the arrival or departure of the sea.
Sugar is my friend, not my love. I always season sugar with a bit of acid or salt. Listen to your tongue.
If salt ocean is the Great Mother from whom all life has sprung, fresh water is the Nurse entrusted to nourish life within her wanderings and around her wave-lapped margins.
Estuaries are coastal bays, harbors, sounds and lagoons, places where rivers meet the sea.
