My ears still raw from the rush of wind, seaweed still tangled in my hair, sea salt still dripping from my eyelids...I was cradled in a wave of words and am having a hard time coming to shore. 
 So, yes, this one worked its sea magic on me. 
 P.S. Lots of fodder for a discussion of gender roles. Thought often about the Stepford Wives and The Awakening. 
 Favorite Quotes 
 The sea was gray with white dabs of temper all over it; the sky hung full of ragged strips of cloud. 
 [T]he sun, in a festive fit before it went to bed, sprayed pinks and reds about among a few streaks of cloud. 
 I wish I were the sun up there, bloodying up the sky, with such small matters as men's ill will and a girl's embarrassment never approaching my vast-burning mind. 
 The stars teased cloud-veils across themselves and twinkled out brightly again afterward; the ample air of spring spread above, salty, green, teeming with life; the sea lipped and popped at the rock's rim, sighed farther out in its swells and tides and darkness.