Overflowing with life
Each summer the moon draws the tides high onto the land. Our creek fills to the brim and overflows. If there is heavy rain falling and big seas surging when these tides appear, the creek water turns milk chocolate brown and rushes to meet the sea water. Together they flood the low land with their wildness.
I know these tides as King Tides and every summer, typically around late December or early January, they bring salt water high onto the beaches and up the creeks and rivers. These highest of high tides happen twice a year – once in summer and once in winter – driven by the alignment of the earth, moon and sun. In summer, they happen when the sun is closest to the earth. In winter, the King Tides occur when the moon comes closest to the earth. The winter King Tides, however, are less obvious because they peak during the night.
In the first week of January, our annual King Tides came without the fuss of flood waters. Instead, the sea water rose quietly onto the beach, flowed up the creek and gently spilled over its edges. Pathways wore puddles. Signs submerged. Pontoons pitched higher than the land. Stand-up paddle boarders had to kneel to pass under some bridges. People swam and fished and paddled and floated. Kids rode their bicycles through the pathway puddles and wore big smiles. We did too.
The calm, clear waters were inviting. They were overflowing with life.