While sailing miles offshore in Cape Cod, surrounded by ocean I began to worry as the fog grew thicker in the distance and visibility worsened. I sailed on and steadily as time passed, I was delighted to hear the bell of a familiar buoy, as a beacon in the distance: "Ding ding... Ding ding... Ding ding..." Then I was comforted with the feeling of knowing my location on the chart. The rhythm of the bell can be slightly erratic too, as it sways in the water, being influenced by the waves and wind. I tried to portray the fascination of this little buoy in the middle of Nantucket Sound, along with its characteristic "ding ding, ding ding," bell rhythm. It is a brief moment in time as one approaches the buoy, only to have it fade away as one sails past it into the distance... Perhaps not even worthy of submission, I wasn't going to post this at all, but I figured anyone who has gone sailing or boating in the ocean, may relate to this spontaneous little improvisation. Buoys mark location on charts and are very useful when relying on dead reckoning as the sole navigational aid when GPS goes down. Buoys may have numbers, sonar, radio beacons, lights, or bells which indicate their presence on charts to mark your location.