When the squid are running there is a general excitement that is in the air around ocean folk. That also means there is tons of fish feeding and happy food chain from the top to the bottom. Some of my favorite times at sea was in the middle of the ocean away from any lights collecting squid for bait before a trip. At night in the middle of the sea with glowing green lights and darting aggressive squid zooming through the strange alien landscape of waves, air and stars you find yourself wondering if you are on another planet. And in a lot of ways you are. I can live in the air or water for long. I am a tourist in this continent of water.
The squid make faint squirting sounds as they powerfully dive under the water chasing food. There are whales surfacing in the dark, you can hear them breathing through their blowholes in loud bursts. Mackerel with their silver flashing blue hues darting around enjoying the feast. Under them are bigger fish eating the mackerel. And below something bigger. The circle of life has never been so tangible as this moment. I breath in and feel the salty air fill my lungs. I am a part of this moment with these beautiful creatures of the sea, I know that part of me belongs to them as well. I respectfully collect for a coming fishing trip, thanking them as I do, packing them into bags and in the freezer. The fish I catch from them will feed me and several other family's. I am grateful.
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Ren