The division bell clanging across this planet is ringing soooo loudly right now, not only can l hear it, but I can see it and feel it reverberating throughout my being. It’s too loud, it’s making my head ache, I can almost hear it ringing underwater. Well, JK there, nothing steals my mojo while I’m underwater! As for seeing the divide, look no farther than the cars you’re passing on the road.
As I wrote a recent newsletter in late February I was contemplating the concept of halves and how us humans are basically divided on most everything. I referenced how the half of us on our little island that are year-round residents can’t wait for the other half (part-time snowbirds) to go back up north… divers excluded (because your cool and can still dive). Here’s what I wrote: The other half of us can’t wait for that half to go back up north! We want our roads, stores, and restaurants back to normal... but until then we are dreaming of May.
Unfortunately the song remains the same; there is not much to chronicle under southwest Florida’s water so far this year. The bulk of our diving has been search and recovery... we had a wallet, glasses, and even a drone!
I’m not a huge holiday person but Thanksgiving has always been my favorite. Families gather (not that every relationship in a family is peachy) but many of us manage to put disputes and differences aside, if only for a day. We gorge on deliciousness to the point we have trouble moving, so we wobble to the couch and take a nap. How perfectly sensible is that?
I'm fairly certain we will reach that number, which should happen August 23rd of 2018. The question is: will it take place in the original and only dive shop where we've had the previous 19 anniversary celebrations?
