Friday Poems: Sea Fever

Yesterday I took the Noodle and my 9 y.o. cousin out for a few adventures, including playing at Mission Bay. When I lived here in San Diego, I rarely went to Mission Bay but now I see it is a truly great place to go with kids. Calm waters + lots of sand = happy kids.

You can't help but have sea fever here between all the Navy sightings and sailboats, not to mention the clear blue skies and windy afternoons.

Froggies say, "I must go down to the seas again!"

Sea Fever
by John Masefield

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white
  sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the
  running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-
  gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's 
  like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing
And quite sleep and a sweet dream when the long
  trick's over.

You all know what I'll be doing this weekend -- driving back north through the lovely state of California. My husband is flying in tonight to help me out, isn't he the best!?! I'm a lucky gal. Sunday, I may or may not be priming the wood paneling in the new house. The big move is next Thursday.

I wish you a wonderful summer weekend!