"At the beach, life is different. Time doesn't move hour to hour but mood to moment. We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun." - Unknown
After planning the beach house weekend for months, we finally arrived late Friday evening just in time to fall into our cozy beds. We awoke Saturday to the perfect morning (almost).. the smell of chocolate and almond croissants wafting through the house and the tunes of Norah Jones, slowly tugging each person from their dreams...
with the help of the crazy rooster next door who was not as gracious. He determined to add his voice to the chorus of crickets outside and had been summoning us all to greet the day, since the wee hours of the morning...
Steaming cups of coffee and toasty croissants in hand, we curled up on the porch to soak in the view.
After the coffee did its work, the crab pots were pulled up...These two I tell ya :)
Then Peter took us out on the water.. much merriment ensued.
Elisa and I are pretty sure we should have won some sort of gold medal.. for how we managed to hang on for dear life! Pretty sure Mr. Captain (twinkle in his eyes) was seeing if he could knock us off :)
"Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches."
- Wesley to Buttercup, The Princess Bride
Living the salty life.
We wrapped up a lovely day on the water with a little tour.. Brinkley was in dog heaven with his ears flapping in the wind.
Isn't "Barnacle" a beauty? Poor thing, not sure why he got stuck with such a horrendous name..
Sunday morning we had a bittersweet breakfast of beautiful views and our delicious tradition of donuts and coffee. We all sat together trying to not think about the fact that after the relaxing breakfast we would have to return to the clock, our schedules, and each head in different directions..
I think Brinkley agreed with everyone else, we should just stay in this little world away for as long as possible...
Bathrooms were wiped down, carpets were vacuumed, the boat and crab pots were put away, everything was tucked into it's perfect little place. The house became quiet and this little guy began his watch once again.. waiting for the next visit.
Thank you Cline Family for hosting us and creating lovely memories! You are incredibly generous and we are so blessed to have you in our lives. I look forward to our New York adventures, and Christmas Eve (of course!) when we can all be together again... I have a feeling there will be LOTS to catch up on :)
“We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.” -Mother Teresa