It started innocent enough. I thought that I'd send you postcards from the beach. Glimpses of our trip. Toes in the sand and such. Droplets of water that clung to smiling children frolicking in the waves. Beautiful sunsets that turned the beach pink.
Yet the internet connection was well, non-existent or spotty at best. Which secretly was beautiful. To have time with family knowing that really I couldn't send the postcards anyway. It gave way to a relaxed, being-in-the-moment kind of time. Pretty much what what I hope for from vacation. Alas, it meant another week of silence here. hmm.
Instead, I'll give you a few delayed glimpses.
It officially feels like summer now. Dare I say, even a bit like it's zooming past. Dancing with the winds of summer seems to be pushing me in many directions. An opportunity? letting go and letting be? It's good for me, I suppose. I still feel as though I'm practicing most of the time. Hoping that the next song I will know a few more of the steps.
This week I plan to make some lists. A few goals. Some fun we want to have as a family. A loose plan for the summer. It's not too late is it?
How is this week of summer going for you?
Did I mention that it's hot here? Really hot. Too hot. I dream of my feet in the pool, the children splashing, someone with a fan somewhere near by, drinking a frosty, fruity beverage. That sounds nice doesn't it?
Well, it's to dream on for now as I gather beach clothes and goggles. Empty pockets of shells and hope for that lovely afternoon rain.