I am in a blue mood today. Not sad per se, but blue. There are many shades of blue. Mine is not the true blue of the heartbroken, nor the baby blue of the baby blues. It's the sea blue of stormy weather. For whatever reason, the blue is churning up with white foam and green deeps and little bits of flotsom and jetsom from my past. A storm is passing and moving the water around .

You have to wait for the sea to calm down before you go beachcombing. Then you can see what made it to shore, and whether you should put it on the mantle or burn it right there on the beach.