Saturday, June 28, 2008
I remember my grandmother tossing me into the shallow pools formed at low tide in Hermosa Beach, California. In these sandy troughs I learned to float...... and dream......At school, I was always looking out the window. The teachers told my parents I was a day dreamer. At that time, a large aquarium sat next to the Hermosa Beach Pier. Water was pumped into the aquarium that splilled back out into the sea. I remember the smell of fish..... These are my early memories in the water. What are your first in water experiences?