It's nice to go running in the morning by the beach, drink your coffee slowly and draw pictures in the sun. Maybe some ballet and races in the fall. Trying to savor the free time while it lasts.
{Photo: the Cement Ship peer on a warm Sunday via iPhone/instagram}
That is part of Mary Oliver's poem, The Sun.So nice the way she put those words together.
I have surely learned to love the newness of each day lately. I am soaking up all the sunlight I can get my hands on and saving it up for when it gets dark.
I wanna put on something pretty, drive up the coast and feel some good wind in my hair with good company. On another note, what would we ever do in this world without our friends?
More drawing. This weekend I'd like to spend at least a little time sitting out somewhere warm with a cold drink and a sketch pad.I am hoping the hardest decision I'll need to make in the next few days is what sundress to wear.
While taking in the gorgeousness of West Cliff Drive this evening, I noticed that Spring is here. Last week's stormy gloom must have been good for the flowers and I was inspired to draw/instagram the night away. It's nice to let the right side of your brain take over from time to time and give the logical side a break.
Feeling a renewed sense of thankfulnessfor everything right now. Ever so grateful for the rainy days, the sunshine (especially), and lots of quality time spent with family lately. No one is meant to spend life focusing on what's missing. If you look hard enough you'll see that nothing is missing at all.