:the one where our days are not wasted:

a weekend away, forced disconnect, can put a gal right back where she needs to be. green cove, virginia, where cell phone signals go to die and wi-fi is still something to be desired. yet the trees virbant with color- reds, oranges, yellows- all different shades, are a perfect replacement for the hustle and bustle of every day life.

we walked under rain kissed trees, coffee in hand, for what seemed like miles. just around the bend guys, just around the bend, he kept saying. finally we made it to the view that he wanted for us. the one that stood us over the world. the one that whispered peace and yelled glory all at the same time. i would have enjoyed it more, i'm certain, if i hadn't had that full cup of coffee on the way up.

i snapped tons of pictures by that big red barn. the kind of background that no matter how wretched you look, due to misty skies and wet pastures, makes everything beautiful.

we gathered around the fire as it blazed hot in the cool night sky. competing for attention with the rushing creek in the background. we shared a blanket and stories and laughter. man did we share laughter.

laughter bonds.

talks of movies, actors and other mindless chatter took us well into the night, finally crawling into bed after 1am, some after 3am, waking at 7am and never missing a beat.

 

 

"the most wasted of all days is one without laughter"

-e.e. cummings


*just writing with heather today