By tonight I'll be all settled down on the boat with my journal and a cup of iced tea.
Just in time.
This will begin a longer cottage stint, with two weeks just Ken and I and a whole lot of cottage projects to get to in around our not-yet-retired work status. Then two weeks of family. And after that more comings and goings, but no city visit again until the end of July.
We're doing it. This plan of here and there we've imagined for decades now, unfolding in this time and space in ways more or less as we hoped for, with just a few unforeseen but manageable variables thrown in to keep us suitably humble and on our toes.
I take nothing for granted. Especially now, right now, right here in this era of our lives where good health and strength are largely still our blessing, but reason and reality bring pause. These days are fully embraced, absorbed wholly, appreciated deeply and intentionally. Because we're here, now, and it's summer and we can go back and forth freely, and there are no end of good and wonderful things to do and be right now.
Just in time.
Time for this. Time for now.
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