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I’m not sure if he was saving a seat for me or for himself, but really, he was there first.

Harry Saves A Seat

Anna Maria Island, Florida.

Quote of the day: “Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.”  —  Mother Theresa

Daily gratitudes:
Cows
How Kelsea can make me laugh
The shine in MKL’s eyes when we look at each other
Beautiful days
Walks

 

I would have to flip the arrows around on this sign so both were pointing in the same direction – towards me, which is towards the beach.

Martinis and Bikinis

Holmes Beach, Anna Maria Island, Florida.

Quote of the day: “When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.”  —  Rumi

Daily gratitudes:
That MKL will buy me a rose when I am down
Thai comfort food
Loving energy between two people
Sore muscles from doing squats
That I can leave work at 5:30 and it is still light out

 

I keep wanting to write a whole post about Kelsea’s and my stay at the Mountain Goat Lodge, but until I do, pictures will have to suffice.  This welcoming goat soul was there to greet me when I went out on our first morning.

Salida, Colorado.

Quote of the day: “The world is not made up of atoms; it’s made up of stories.”  —  Muriel Rukeyser

Daily gratitudes:
Dogs that walk as if they’re stepping on marshmallows
Writing
Portals
Rivoli crystals
Red

Sunlight is magic.  And so is the sea.

Topsail Beach, North Carolina.

Quote of the day: “Painful as it may be, a significant emotional event can be the catalyst for choosing a direction that serves us and those around us – more effectively. Look for the learning.”  —  Louisa May Alcott

Daily gratitudes:
Rooftop gardens
Reflections
People with a sense of humor
Bunnies
Poetry

At Two Suns, we had a few rogue sea oats that served as impediments to our path to the beach.  There was much face-slapping when one of us would walk down the boardwalk and forget to hold them for whoever was following.  As sea oats are protected – and beautiful – we chose to let them have their way.

Topsail Beach, North Carolina.

Quote of the day: “A great attitude does much more than turn on the lights in our worlds; it seems to magically connect us to
all sorts of serendipitous opportunities that were somehow absent before the change.”  —  Earl Nightingale

Daily gratitudes:
Hedgehogs
Stuffed animals
Athletic beauty
The girls passing out beautiful cupcakes at 15th and Larimer as a random act of kindness – or a Random Act of Cupcakes

We are here at Topsail.

Our trip was loooooooonnnnnnngggggggg.  We’ve taken late night flights before, but never a red-eye to get here. For some reason, it really took it out of us.  We crashed immediately on arrival on Saturday, and really didn’t recover until yesterday when we checked into our rental cottage.

A crashed Kelsea.

The living room at Two Suns

We have seen a lovely sunset.

The edge of the sun

Rain.

Kelsea touches the rain.

And a rainbow.

Faint and lovely.

We waxed ecstatic over Annabelle.

A crashed Annabelle.

And opted not to walk on the beach to see the fam last night, prefering to avoid potential lightning strikes from an approaching storm.

Approaching storm.

We had some nice family time last night, but Kelsea and I stayed up way too late. It was surprisingly cool and gray today, so it was a good day for hanging out and reading on the porch.  Dinner is cooking as I type.  MKL arrives tomorrow.

As the saying goes, “God’s in his heaven and all’s right with the world.”

Kelsea and I are off to North Carolina tonight, leaving the kitty and house in capable hands. E-Bro and the fam are coming on Sunday. MKL will join us on Tuesday. For the first time since Kelsea was born, we are staying in a different cottage – one called Two Suns.

Two Suns from the front

It’s only about 10 houses north of “our” house, but it’s amazing how different that makes both the view and the energy.

Two Suns from the back

When I first started going to Topsail, we stayed in a little tiny house called “The Willard”. I remember the night we first arrived. It was unmarked, we had no idea if we were in the right place, and a hurricane was passing by. It’s not called by that name anymore, but it’s still there and still tiny, though it has been fixed up some. I suggested to Kelsea that we stay there this year, but we decided we wanted to be south of the Jolly Roger Pier.

Once when I was younger than Kelsea, and once again when I was about her age, we couldn’t get “our” house, and so we stayed elsewhere. It was interesting and different, but we still liked “our” house best. I am thinking that will be the case this time, especially since we don’t have a front porch on Two Suns, and Kelsea loves to hang out on the front porch in the afternoons, reading and watching the world go by where the sun is not so ripe and flaming.  She’ll have to make do with the side porch at this house.  I guess she can play sentry at the top of the stairs.

A change of scenery is never a bad thing, and my photos will have a different perspective, which I hope we will all enjoy.

Having MKL join us is a change as well, since no one else has stayed with us since my parents died, and ex-Pat didn’t even come with us most years.  MKL will be meeting the rest of my family for the first time.  In my old-fashioned Southern way, I am hoping for my brother’s blessing as head of the family.  It’s been two years since I’ve seen E-Bro and the fam, so I think we’re all prepared for changes all around, especially in the kids.

I’m considering whether we want to make time for a side trip this year.  Last year’s trip to Bald Head Island didn’t work out as quite the fantasy I’d hoped for, but it certainly was interesting. As MKL has never been to North Carolina, I’d love to be able to share a little more of my home state with him.

Possibilities for a day trip are Moore’s Creek, a Revolutionary War battlefield not too far from Hampstead, or perhaps the Arlie Gardens, where Kelsea and I had… technical difficulties on our last visit, way back when she was three, or maybe even Swansboro. After all, it’s been two years since I’ve made any grievous errors getting lost on the military base. I’m pretty sure they miss me.

But you won’t have to miss me, as Two Suns has wireless, and I promise to keep you posted. (Get it? Posted? HA!)

Bon voyage!

Yes, I’ve been gone. I guess you figured that out.  Where was I ? You may have figured that out too.  I was here:

Which is Anegada.  Otherwise known as home.  This was MKL’s first trip to the BVIs, and most happily, all my adopted family just loved him.  We are scheming on things we could do to make a living down there, once our respective kids are launched, and have some interesting ideas. Now it’s just a matter of making time to flesh them out.

The shutter was busy while we were away, so I have lots of pictures to share, although I realize that most of them are just boring beautiful beach scenes, but I somehow never get tired of capturing the colors of the water on “film”.  We found flamingoes, ate lobster, watched sunsets, played in the water, got silly, talked with people, and fell more in love.

In short a perfect sabbatical. Details to come…

I will soon be accompanying the raindrops in a very similar hammock.

Jost van Dyke, British Virgin Islands.

Quote of the day: “Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.”  —  Ralph Waldo Emerson

Daily gratitudes:
Red-winged blackbirds
The hot air balloons that were so close this morning
Lunch with MKL
My new giraffe scarf from Nepal – tres chic!
The warmth of the sun this morning

which is the nice thing about a vacation here…it’s okay. Our excursion has been delayed until Friday, due to a poor night’s sleep on both our parts, and a bunch of work for me today. So we will gradually wean ourselves away from here over the next few days, being basically homebound today, but perhaps with a walk to the pier and the bookstore. Tomorrow, we head to Hampstead to lunch with waywardbound, pick up shrimp for dinner – maybe play a round of mini-golf. Friday, we make our way South for a day-long adventure. Saturday, we pack up and hang out. And Sunday, well…sigh. But I won’t think about that today. I’ll think about that on Sunday. Slow and gradual withdrawal from a place we love.

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