{"id":4341,"date":"2012-03-21T01:29:33","date_gmt":"2012-03-21T07:29:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/atalantarising.surly.org\/?p=4341"},"modified":"2012-03-21T01:39:55","modified_gmt":"2012-03-21T07:39:55","slug":"one-of-my-missions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/atalantarising.surly.org\/?p=4341","title":{"rendered":"One of My Missions&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230;for my South Carolina trip was to go to the atlantic ocean.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/60141310@N00\/6855772818\/\" title=\"IMG_5581 by banjobear, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6044\/6855772818_49b8794bdb.jpg\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" alt=\"IMG_5581\"><\/a><br \/>\nI went there once, when I was 19, the day before I left South Carolina to come back to my home state.  I toured the USS Yorktown with my mother.  Even though we went on that ship I was never able to really look out over the water and take it all in.<\/p>\n<p>I wanted to go back and take pictures of it and just feel how big it was.  <\/p>\n<p>It almost didn&#8217;t happen this trip, but we figured it out and we got there at the perfect time.  The sun wasn&#8217;t setting yet, but it was close.  <\/p>\n<p>I almost didn&#8217;t get this picture.  My friend was worried about our parking spot, and since she has been to the ocean a lot, she decided to head back to the car to keep tabs on it.  She told me to stay as long as I wanted, but I felt guilty and I started to hurry to finish and go meet her. <\/p>\n<p>I started to leave with some regret, then realized that I hadn&#8217;t even taken off my shoes to walk in the ocean.  Oh my god, how could I go to all this effort and not let myself walk in the ocean.  I knew my friend meant what she said and so I ran back,<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/60141310@N00\/7001892949\/\" title=\"IMG_5561 by banjobear, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6226\/7001892949_02aa4b3028.jpg\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" alt=\"IMG_5561\"><\/a>rolled up my pants, tore off my shoes, and that is when I realized there were sea shells everywhere.  <\/p>\n<p>The two beaches I have been on before never had sea shells.  Like bread crumbs I started following them across the beach.  They were just like any sea shell you could buy in a hobby store, but I was still so excited to be collecting these little nature treasures with my own hand.<br \/>\nAfter sometime I decided to turn back, and as I did, I got to see the sunset! <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/60141310@N00\/6855771866\/\" title=\"IMG_5560 by banjobear, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7239\/6855771866_2f0d4d0513.jpg\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" alt=\"IMG_5560\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I rode home barefoot with the sand on my feet. <\/p>\n<p>That was lovely. <\/p>\n<p>Green shoes and green toes with flowers on them, on St. Patricks Day, sea shells, and, an ocean sunset.  I hope this makes up for a week of blog neglect!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230;for my South Carolina trip was to go to the atlantic ocean. I went there once, when I was 19, the day before I left South Carolina to come back to my home state. I toured the USS Yorktown with my mother. 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