Monday, August 16, 2010

Day 280 The Ocean is Unmatched, Blue or Gray

























































Dear friends,
Today was a gray day at the start, but I love the ocean when everything looks all silvery and white. Later on the sun came out (it felt good with the chilly breeze on the beach), and the blue sky began spotting around the edges of the color of "November". Sometimes gray has it's own sad beauty if you have eyes to see it. During our rough patch last fall and winter (you remember it, right...that's a joke!), everything was covered in shadow. But there were patches of blue, many of them, and even the grayness of it all produced something strangely beautiful. Don't ask me to explain it. It would take a poet to do that...
So Smitty and I are are sitting in the car in front of a house near our "cottage" if you could possibly call it that. We are totally loving Bill and Cindy's home on Cape Cod Bay. The kids walk over the dune to the beach whenever they want. Joe and David spent a good part of the morning hunting for crabs. Hannah has been like the little mermaid, singing all over the beach. In fact last night we met one of our "neighbors" who has spent just about every waking hour down there, and has enjoyed Hannah's beautiful voice as she passes by. Anyway, we're sitting here because there's an open connection on WIFI, so it keeps us from travelling down Route 6 to the library. As my kids would say, "sweet!"
Here's a bit of cool news. Steve and I took a 4 mile walk this morning. For the second half of it, Smitty let ME carry the cane. Yup, he did a full 2 miles without it. Now he does fatigue easier that way, but he wants to begin trying to push it a little more to get his brain thinking "cane free". Who knows how often he'll be able to manage it. But it's great practice. He walked quite a bit on the beach too without the thing. Excellent! For all he can't do, there's plenty he can. Thanks be to God, who shows us His great mercy every day. On another important note, we did indeed go to Hole in One Donuts again today, which I intend to do every day I'm here. I'll eat bran flakes when I get home. Large coffee and a "whoopie pie donut" please. Tomorrow, I'm going for the cranberry scone.
Hope you like today's photos. I get all jammed up with the formatting when I put them on, but oh well. Tomorrow Joseph takes the bus home. Boo hoo. We loved having him here, and he got his lobster tonite at the Lobster Pound. That meal cost a fortune, but we've been planning it since December. It was indeed, Double Yum.
On the photo front: the house is the back of Cindy and Bill's, the side that faces the bay. The other pix I think you can figure out on your own.
Until tomorrow friends, from the Atlantic I remain,
Your friend on the pilgrim road,

Loriann

6 comments:

Sandy said...

Great pictures again - how great to see this day by day - God bless all of you - this vacation must mean more than any other one ever has. We are so happy for all of you. Enjoy!!

Anonymous said...

A picture says it all. Pure joy in each person's eyes. I love seeing a family that loves being a family...together. So many answered prayers.

Unknown said...

What perfect joy--seeing Steve walking, and hearing about it too. And what a beautiful picture of Hannah on the beach!

Totally off-topic, but from this very same Blog-website-thingy, here is a link to a slightly Lord of the Rings related tourist travel blog in Iceland, of all places.

Enjoy!


--Susan

Anonymous said...

Wonderful pictures, indeed. Ah... the sea. As the great Melville wrote, take almost any path you choose. It carries you down in a dale and leaves you there by a pool in the stream. And every man sees in it... himself. And the ungraspable phantom of life. There is magic in it. And sheer happiness.
Kindest regards to all,
Larry

Unknown said...

Another aside--a 1968 Tolkien video, Oxford and all!

http://www.bbc.co.uk/archive/writers/12237.shtml

--Susan

johandav said...

Thanks for all the precious comments! Larry, I love the Melville quote. Indeed.

Loriann