photo by Patricia
Something wild inside has quieted, or been accepted, and welcomed as part of my being. Negative thoughts pass through, in and out. The day unfolds with summer’s delights. Sipping the first cup of dark rich brew, the thought is get up and do something.
But no, stay. Stay and taste it as this time is special. Be in the body that too often is escaped from. Stay and be. It’s OK in there.
We take the canoe to the ‘Butterfly Trail’ setting it into the water on the old canal, more private and smaller than the canal. Though the mosquitos are fierce elsewhere, there are none.
After the quiet paddle with minimal complaints about Samuel’s awkward way of paddling, which makes it almost impossible to keep synchronized with, we picnic on the comfortable bench overlooking the water.
The next day it’s biking along the canal path, the trees shading us from most of the morning’s hot sun. Sweaty on the way back after an hour of peddling, the pool sounds refreshing, and it is.
Today on America’s 4th, the kickoff to the outdoor summer concerts at the Old Lighthouse begins. We love the music floating in the air after setting up our lawn chairs on the grass. In the backdrop tall sails, and other boats gather for the easy listening too.
The long hot days grow short with our activities capturing the moments one by one memorializing them in our memories.