It’s so quiet now, without the waves pounding in the background. The first week in April we had our own wonderful steps to the beach. I went to the grocery before I left, and after I arrived on Friday, the first, I did not set foot in a car until we pulled out of the driveway Friday, the eighth, to come home. I wish I could say I woke with the sun, but I slept late, I walked, I read, read, read… All activities interrupted by a few steps to the ship-size deck for hefty doses of sea air. I wrote, wrote, wrote…with the door open and the sound and view of the ocean. And after it was dark, just for fun, I downloaded the series Damages and watched in solo-size on my iPhone. I ate more pizza than I would have thought possible because it was the only place that delivered. Even pizza for breakfast one day. When I write, the hours turn to minutes and before I know it, the day is done. But one day, Sunday I think, I just read all day–different books. With a midday walk down the beach. And the day felt l u x u r i o u s l y long.
That looks and sounds like a week nothing short of heaven.
xox
It was heaven.
I just got home, too. I drove down to SR when I went exploring one day and discovered we were only a ten-minute drive apart. Perhaps we’ll meet up there one day.
One day soon : )
Hefty doses of sea air, could you, by chance, bottle some of that and send it to me? (I’ll even pay for shipping!) 🙂
Enjoy, enjoy.
I was wondering if taking a video of the ocean and then buying a large screen on which to project it and putting it in front of my desk at home would work??? Then if I could bottle the sea air…