So as I explained yesterday, I'm a little preoccupied finding joy.
After writing for a few minutes yesterday, I went back to the beach where I played on the swings. How long has it been since you played on the swings? I'm not asking when the last time was you pushed your kid on the swings - I'm asking about the last time YOU swung on the swings yourself. It had been far too long since I'd done it, so I did. And believe me, it was joyful. Feeling the wind in my hair, watching the waves hit the breakwaters, hearing the sounds of children laughing as they played in the sand.
Then I walked down to the water's edge and let the waves splash over my bare feet. I'm not sure if I have more respect for my friends who do the Polar Plunge or if I think they're crazy. Let me tell you, that water was frigid. Cold would have been a step up. But it felt exhilarating. I could see a couple guys paddle-boarding in the distance, so I walked down the beach with my camera and watched them for awhile.
Finally, it was pedicure time and I practically fell asleep in the chair. Once my toes were beautified for Spring with "Over Exposed in South Beach" by OPI, my friend Linda and I took naps on the lounge chairs outside by the hot tub. It was 80 and sunny with a light breeze.
Last night was capped off watching the sunset on the beach and digging my feet into the sand.
I can't say today was as lovely weather-wise as it has been the last two days, but as I always say, "the worst day at Watervale beats the best day anywhere else" and that held true yet again. Today started out fairly warm and sunny, but quickly grew windy, chilly, and rainy. In truth, it only rained for about an hour or so and by then, Dave and I were sitting around listening to Wait Wait . . . Don't Tell Me! and This American Life (where I learned about hookworms) on NPR, drinking some beers, and napping.
Yes, today was good. My biggest problem today was turning my back and discovering that my beer had disappeared. Fortunately, that was quickly resolved when Dave walked back in with it in his hand (he'd stolen it) and life was great again.
Tonight we enjoyed a marvelous hike and then had dinner at The Fusion where I enjoyed a maki roll with tuna and watched a gorgeous sunset. Red sky at night, sailor's delight . . . I'm expecting tomorrow to be another fabulous day. It's a perfectly clear night, so I watched the stars for a little while from the boat house. Nothing quite beats stargazing at the beach.
Tomorrow will be a delightful day with friends, a good hike and who knows what else. Whatever surprises are in store, I can't wait because whatever it is, it will be joyful.