I'm not sure.
It might have been that I haven't visited her in nearly six months.
It might have been that she was feeling flippant – as I watched her flip surfers into the air.
It might have been because she was appreciative of the respect I give her.
It might have been because she knew I loved her.
I just wasn't exactly sure why the ocean saw fit to give up one of her jewels, and leave it - poised and pretty – for me to find: