Heylormammy

I have an affinity for water. It soothes my soul somehow, makes me feel safe. It entices, bewitches and beguiles. In the quiet, when the water is smooth as glass, it pleads a silent invitation. The endless stillness calls to me, begging for something. I have been called like this since I was a child and there was only one consistent solution. Rocks. Now, I am a great skipper of rocks. There is something about walking along the shore, searching for beautifully flat rocks. The joy of the hunt, the thrill of such a simple chase is magic. My eyes scan and peruse the tan sand grains, searching for perfectly flat-sided rocks. Running constantly i