It Was Epic

This might have been our best trip to Seaside.  Ever.  And that's saying a lot because it was like our 12th trip.  We started out with three sisters and two kids and we've morphed into three sisters, one mom, two husbands, one teenager and six kids.

In one house.

It was wonderful!  It's the stuff of legends!  It's the sort of trip our children will remember and tell the tales of to their children.  Where else could they hear the sounds of their Moms and Aunts and Dad and Uncle and Grandpa and Grandma talk and laugh long into the night; where morning was a feast of pancakes and bacon served up at the long table; where the beach was a short walk to reach and the sun was shining and the entire day was spent digging and kite flying and playing in the ocean.....

Epic!

Seaside

I hear the seaside call my name
The waves a chorus of enticement
The wind a song of promise
The gulls chime in with invitation

And I am helpless but to answer

A Recipe for Contentment

Sit on the sun baked porch steps,
Book forgotten next to me,
Face upturned catching every ray of warmth,
Glass of ice water making a wet ring at my feet,

I am languid with contentment.