We recently escaped. Had ourselves a little getaway, to a tiny little town in a remote area that we didn't want to leave. I will avoid boring you with the 178 pictures I took, so I'll just hit some highlights. Afterward, I bet you'll want to visit, or at least will dream up a little weekend away yourselves.
As you may know, we are drawn to the water.
We love old houses, so we stayed in one. I wish my driveway looked like this.
And that I had giant magnolias flanking the house. Seriously, they're huge.
Anyone who can keep their gardens this well tended in the middle of a July drought clearly works herself to the bone. I know.
But what I really fell in love with was this abandoned house. I'm not talking a little love, I mean I fell in LOVE with this house. Instantly. Head over heels. I want to move in tomorrow. I want to strip it down to the bare floors and windows and paint the walls white. It would be my dream weekend getaway, we'd sleep on the floors for a while, barely add any furniture, have the basics only and canoes, bikes, kayaks, long summer days. Sigh.
I had a favorite boathouse too. It rained a couple of times while we were there and the family would gather on the benches under its cover and watch the storms come in. It's the little things a place like this makes you remember.
Of course there were the sailboats.
The one in the middle below was from Topeka, KS. I thought that was funny.
The green of the grass gets me.
The houses were old and spread far from one another.
I'll be back to visit the hundred and some odd year old lighthouse. The water was too rough to go all the way there, the sun was setting with not enough time for us to climb to the top, but we will be back. We'll go to the top and I'll try not to think about scary movies when we do.
Isn't it hard to plan a trip away? It is. It is. Especially when there are kids and you leave them behind. But each time we do it we are reminded how important it is to remember what we are, what we used to be, what we can be still, even in the midst of crazy, busy, life.
2 comments:
Amazing pictures Amy. I bet you were sad to leave. Hope you and the family are well. Miss seeing you every Saturday at the Market
Great Pictures! Looks like the New Point Comfort lighthouse. I spent a night in Horn Harbor Marina a couple of years ago. Love the East River Putin Creek dingy to Mathews.
Irvin
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