
“Decades ago, Katsuhiko Matsunaga, a marine chemist at Hokkaido University in Japan, discovered that when tree leaves decompose, they leach acids into the ocean that help fertilize plankton. When plankton thrive, so does the rest of the food chain. In a campaign called Forests Are Lovers of the Sea, fishermen have replanted forests along coasts and rivers to bring back fish and oyster stocks. And they have returned.”
Jim Robbins
more infosource: “Why Trees Matter,” New York Times, April 11, 2012.
category: environment, ocean, sea, tree
medium: Op-Ed
“Why I miss the trolley cars. Because unlike everything and everybody else in the U.S. they did not swerve from their ancient path. And because as a boy (thousands of years ago) I went to Coney Island in a trolley car, and saw grass growing between the tracks and because it was an open trolley, with the conductor on the side hopping from row to row to collect his fares (his left arm holding the rail as he hopped) and because it seemed to me then (as does not happen now on the bus) that the other passengers were all my family, all Brooklyn. And because as we neared the sea, and could see its blue glare on the surface, everyone (at least in the back row) burst out singing.”
Alfred Kazin
more infosource: May 21, 1984 entry in Alfred Kazin’s Journals, selected and edited by Richard M. Cook (New Haven & London: Yale University Press, 2011), 504.
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category: Brooklyn, childhood, community, joy, ocean, sea, technology, trolley car
medium: Journal
“Into the little port you cannot sail unwelcome at any hour of day or night.”
Emily Dickinson
more infosource: Autumn 1869 letter to Louisa and Frances Norcross, Dickinson’s first cousins, in Letters: Emily Dickinson, selected and ed. by Emily Fragos (New York: Everyman’s Library, 2011), 55.
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category: family, friendship, love, port, sea
medium: Letter
“It is getting warmer all the time and I have been swimming almost every morning—except for two marvelous stormy days. Today the sea is like pale blue satin, with a mauve haze—huge freighters and tankers coming in slowly through the haze, like ghosts—lovely.”
Elizabeth Bishop
more infosource: Words in Air: The Complete Correspondence Between Elizabeth Bishop and Robert Lowell (New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2010), 419.
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category: color, ocean, Rio de Janeiro, sea, swim
medium: Letter
“Owing to my boat’s shape, she could not wear a tall mast without turning over and so her pocket-handkerchief-sized sail could only garner and harvest the tiniest cupfuls of wind; thus, for the most part, she was propelled from point to point with oars, and when we had a full crew on board—three dogs, an owl, and sometimes a pigeon—and were carrying a full cargo—some two dozen containers full of seawater and specimens—she was a back-aching load to push through the water.”
Gerald Durrell
more infosource: Fauna and Family (New York: Simon and Schuster, 1978), 21.
category: animal, boat, Corfu, Greece, mast, ocean, sailing, sea, wind
medium: nonfiction
“In spring the almost enclosed sheet of water that separated Corfu from the mainland would be a pale and delicate blue, and then as spring settled into hot, crackling summer, it seemed to stain the still sea a deeper and more unreal color, which in some lights seemed like the violet blue of a rainbow, a blue that faded to a rich jade green in the shallows. In the evening when the sun sank, it was as if it were drawing a brush across the sea’s surface, streaking and blurring it to purples smudged with gold, silver, tangerine and pale pink.”
Gerald Durrell
more infosource: Fauna and Family (New York: Simon and Schuster, 1978), 16–17.
category: color, Corfu, Greece, island, light, ocean, sea, sunset
medium: nonfiction
“CAUTION: As the buoys marking the shoals are often out of position, mariners are cautioned to be on their guard when navigating these shores.”
Anonymous
more infosource: from a maritime map, as quoted by Gerald Durrell in My Family and Other Animals (New York: Penguin Books, 2004), introduction, xiii.
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category: buoy, caution, map, mariner, maritime, navigation, ocean, sea, shoal, shore
medium: map
“When are you sailing so I can meet you at the dock with champagne?”
Robert Lowell
more infosource: letter to Elizabeth Bishop, dated April 24, 1952, in Words in Air (New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2010), 137.
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category: bon voyage, champagne, dock, farewell, friendship, goodbye, ocean, romance, sailing, sea
medium: letter
“Beginning a salad, was to him like stepping into sea water on a chilly day, and he had always to brace himself in order to attack the fortress of an apple.”
Vladimir Nabokov
more infosource: Pale Fire: A Novel (New York: Vintage, 1989), 21 (foreword).
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category: apple, challenging, eating, food, salad, sea
medium: fiction
“Nowhere—not on these marshes or in the coves or out along the mudflats—is it a good idea to trivialize the power of the water.”
Susan Hand Shetterly
more infosource: “Country Road,” in Settled in the Wild (Chapel Hill, NC: Algonquin Books, 2010), 40.
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category: Maine, mudflat, ocean, power, sea, water
medium: nonfiction
“One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding; how little one can get along with, not how much. Physical shedding to begin with, which then mysteriously spreads into other fields. Clothes, first. Of course, one needs less in the sun. But one needs less anyway, one finds suddenly. One does not need a closet-full, only a small suitcase-full. And what a relief it is! Less taking up and down of hems, less mending, and—best of all—less worry about what to wear. One finds one is shedding not only clothes—but vanity.”
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
more infosource: Gift from the Sea (New York: Pantheon, 2005), 50th anniversary ed., 24–25.
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category: beach, clothes, materialism, ocean, paring down, sea, shed, simplicity, stuff
medium: nonfiction
“Saw the limb of a rainbow footing itself on the sea at a small apparent distance from the shore, a thing of itself—no substrate cloud or even mist visible—but the distance glimmered through it as through a thin semi-transparent hoop.”
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
more infosource: Anima Poetae: from the Unpublished Note-books of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (London: William Heinemann, 1895), 97.
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category: cloud, mist, ocean, rainbow, sea, shore
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“I don’t consider myself a hero. I’m an ordinary girl who believed in her dream. You don’t have to be someone special or anything special to achieve something amazing. You’ve just got to have a dream, believe in it, and work hard.”
Jessica Watson
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