The very lazy blogger
It’s been a week since we landed on Salisbury Beach, and truth be told, blogging has not been in the forefront of my mind. I’ve been much too busy lying on the beach, listening to the ebb & flow of the surf, to think about this little blog. The weather has been incredible. There, I said it. At the risk of upsetting the weather gods and bringing to a halt the glorious sum and sumptuous warm temps, I’ve said it. good weather is not always a sure thing on an East Coast beach, unlike the relentless sun and heat in Houston.
We’ve spent the last week in beach-bum fashion: sunning ourselves, chatting, reading, eating, and drinking. Moving little, caring only about the status of the tide and the direction of the wind.
This beach is a restorative place, whether you need a respite from a workload or from the rigors of putting life back in order after a disruption such as cancer. As sure as the tides will flow in and out is the restoration that comes from this place.
Watching my children frolic in the waves, feeling the cold Atlantic surf on my feet, and smelling the salty air are integral to the restoration that is taking over my soul. Another 10 days of this, and my soul will be restored. .
