Almost Warm =========== by Scott Gilbertson Wednesday, 31 January 2018 On some level it's never made sense to me to differentiate between oceans -- they're all connected, there's only one ocean. That said, there are some very different, call them personalities, and ecologies to different oceans, different shores, in different parts of the world. My favorite in these parts is the Gulf of Mexico. We're a little way from warm, but it sure is nice to have sun and sand at least. If the wind died down it probably would be warm. Not bad for January. If the wind died down though it'd be because we were somewhere else. Wind swept barrier island is a phrase that gets used a lot when you read about the ecology of the Gulf of Mexico, it's the defining factor of these islands. The wind brings the waves, the waves bring the sand. No wind, no islands. The wind shapes the land too, controlling what can grow here. Anything that grows out here has to deal with poorly drained soil, endless winding bending it and the occasional large dump of salt water from hurricanes -- the wind again. Once you get beyond the dunes, the sea oats, prairie senna, and gulf croton, the island is like one continuous marshy sea of bulrush, cattails, and cordgrass. Hardly anything is taller than my waist. It's a beautiful, if somewhat stark and, yes, windswept. We had warm and sunny though. Cold and rainy too. But if the sun was out, we were on the beach. The kids had been bugging me to take them fishing for, oh, two years now. A while back I finally got around to buying a fishing pole. Then I read up on surf fishing rigs, since I've never fished from the shore[^1]. I just bought a one day license since I knew we wouldn't be in Texas long. Naturally it was the coldest day we'd seen. But, after a suitable lecture on how fishing requires patience, we're probably not going to catch anything, etc, etc, we tossed the line out. It was out for about two minutes when Lilah announced she'd caught a fish. I didn't believe her, because seriously, I cast the line, It turned around to arrange my chair and she said she had a fish. No way. But, sure enough. She had a fish. Shows you what I know.