Jul had to work this afternoon so I headed up to Pacifica and managed to get about five hours of surfing before the ends of my fingers got blue enough to make me worry. While I was out on the water today I realized people don’t talk much about the waiting involved in surfing. Which is funny because it is what you do the most. It involves sitting on your board and looking out at the ocean. Nobody says much except for the occasional claim to a wave (“mine,” “yours”) which means there is this calm silence and the metronome beat of the waves. It was raining a bit today which makes a remarkably peaceful sound on the water. I looked around at some point and realized I was part of a huge group meditation.
While we were in Mexico with Mark and Mandy I told them about how we used to make huge jars of salsa with tomatoes from the garden when I was little. It is remarkably easy. All you do is cut up a few tomatoes, an onion, add some spices and let it sit about 30 minutes. The cool thing is it just keeps getting better as it marinates in your refrigerator. I made some when I got home today. Yum.
Update: Michelle asked what I add to my salsa, see comments for ingredients.