There's a lot to be said for the soothing, yet rhythmic, sound of the ocean. Even on a day as calm as the one pictured, the gentle curl of the waves from the tides going in and out has a restful lure, like the sound of a mother's heartbeat heard from a cradled child.
But Nature has a vicious side - survival of the fittest where the predator takes every advantage of the weaker creature. And the teeth on this barracuda clearly show that he is the predator, at least in the shallow depths just outside the ocean's reef. Even with man at the top of the food chain, encountering something like this, especially in its watery element, gives one pause.
While we take some time to enjoy the view and do a little fishing, please forgive the scarcity of posts. I'll certainly catch up after next week.