We spent a wonderful week East of the Equator. It was wonderful to have Sue join us; we had ample opportunity to reminisce about Bob and about life. What struck me so profoundly was how much Sue and Bob lived every day so intentionally. Quite a takeaway. We miss Bob.
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| From Oscoda September 2010 |
We spent some time at the V. I think that they are glad we are gone. Paul kept winning at pull tabs. The leaves are already starting to turn up north. I was surprised how quickly the water has chilled. I was swimming over Memorial Day and the water seemed much colder than last May. Go figure.
I also had some beautiful sunrises. With the clouds, the scattering rays were mesmerizing. Samson and I enjoyed the early morning beach ritual. He would run around, chasing the seagulls and rolling in the sand; I would sit in my chair and watch and shoot the water and sky.
I also had some beautiful sunrises. With the clouds, the scattering rays were mesmerizing. Samson and I enjoyed the early morning beach ritual. He would run around, chasing the seagulls and rolling in the sand; I would sit in my chair and watch and shoot the water and sky.
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| From Oscoda September 2010 |
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| From Oscoda September 2010 |
And when it was finally time to go, I took one more picture of my beach. This image will carry me through the fall, winter, February gray days and muddy March and April.
Bittersweet symphony, this life.
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