Silver Seas

While our ship was gliding silently on the open ocean, and the light was “just  right”, the deep blue water went dead calm, and streaks of silver slipped by the boat’s hull. At first, we thought it was the blinding reflections from the noon day sun. But dark glasses revealed thousands of little crystal fish, darting and dodging in the ship’s wake, as if waving to us and shouting “Wish you were as free as we are”. Sigh. On a 3” royal blue ball, but you can change the ball to any of the alternative colors.