Sometimes the living is more than the processing of it; that is what my weekend was. We went to a wedding where I took no pictures, talked with the bride only briefly, didn't even meet the groom. I missed my camera when we passed a local cat taking in the status of the wedding guests at the church next door. The bells rang loud before my friend said her vows - the wedding next door ran shorter than hers - and her flower girl left her seat to gaze out the open window and find the music.The reception was Chinese-lantern-lit beneath a high, full moon that the hired photographer didn't even notice, and I was sad; my friend missed some incredible pictures from her wedding day. We lived a few hours beneath a tent and ate home-cooked catering better than hired as we took advantage of the gratuitous bug spray, because outdoor receptions in South Carolina can get very itchy.
And we talked with friends, and the next day went to the beach with them - but we were late, because my phone had died so I missed their call. I left my camera at home again and missed a spur-of-the-moment wedding on the beach, and I didn't mind too much. We stayed long, since my little sand-Piper loves the water; Pete went for a swim, and I stayed dry and burned a little in the warm water-sun.
We had salmon for dinner last night, sautéed with garlic, tomatoes, basil, and capers - my happy meal. "Eat your heart out, McDonalds," my husband laughed as I raved contentedly on.
And this morning the rain came and the sun forgot to get up at our house, so I have puttered and doodled and it is four o'clock and I am not awake yet, spinning words and worlds on a rainy day, like spinning tires in flying mud and getting nowhere.
Sometimes the living is made better after the resting, if I forget myself for a little while and remember why I love it so.
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I'll post another installment in my authentic relationship series sometime tomorrow - I have a little one who needs a Mama cuddle.
ALSO - I have been using a widget on here with the "you might also like" links to other posts of mine. Is anyone particularly attached to this feature on my blog, or would you be sorry to see it go?
(Image © Informal Moments Photography)
4 comments:
You offered an answer today in that last sentence.
Mmm ... living is better after rest. Thank you.
I like the description of your delight in the salmon. I'm with you on that one. :)
Only wish we could have lived a little longer with you at the beach. :-) I'm not particularly blessed with the photographic eye that God gave you, but I'll be sure to share what pictures I did get of your sand-Piper with my little BG.
Oh, and despite the lack of response (still wading through catch-up since returning from CA) my noetic structure has been sufficiently rearranged, thanks to you. :-)
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