I spent part of my day today fixing up our patio bistro set. You know the kind? Metal, green, and ugly. So, I sanded down the the rusted bits, washed them off, and managed to prime and paint the chairs. I used a lovely shade of paint by Rustoleum called Ocean Mist. I love it. I still have to prime and paint the table, but once everything is done, and I have it placed where I want it, I’ll post a few pictures. I chose the color I did, because I love the beach theme for decor, especially outside decor.
I love the beach, and I love the ocean. To me, the beach, the ocean, feels like home. It calls me. It provides me with a sense of peace that I cannot usually find. I hope to one day live closer to the beach than I currently do, which is not all that far from it now. I’ve thought about writing a story about it, but I’m not sure how to convey the feeling properly.
Maybe a water sprite, born of sea foam, loves both the sea, and the land that she touches? Or a mermaid, who never had the inclination to leave her ocean home, but is captured and taken away? A human woman who is dropped into the ocean, left to drown, but becomes a mermaid instead?
Are there any places that feel like home to you, whenever you go? Do you have a place that always brings you peace?
Do any of the above ideas sound interesting to you? Are there any ideas that you have that you would like to add?
Let me know in the comments below.