We ended the day with Mary's fresh scallops and a trip to the Ice cream shop. What paradise we have all found ourselves in here in our little cottage, Moondance.
Thursday morning broke with the cloud filled with clouds with thick heavy black bottoms. Clouds filled to the brim with moisture, a wind blowing up the Gulf stirring up bottom and making the water dotted with white caps. I enjoyed my morning walk with the change of weather, hoping that it would shift before Lily, Hank and Owen got her. By the end of my walk the clouds were moving off, leaving us with a choppy Gulf, but a cooler, breezier day.
The kids got here early and headed right down to the beach with Mer-Mer. I stayed to do my yoga. I only had a few goals this week, take 2 walks everyday and do yoga. I have been able to do that here and have enjoyed every moment. I can do a few things a little better today then I could before I got here.
Mer-Mer and the kids came up for lunch and all the meemaws ran around setting out a smorgsbjorg of all the food we had in the frig. They were overwhelmed with all the food and variety. We all sat around and ate and ate and talked and laughed. Owen, of course was the center of most of our attention, and he was such a good boy. Owen, Lily and Mary (Mer-Mer) laid down for about an hour nap. Hank fell asleep on the couch and the rest of us enjoyed the quiet siesta in our own way.
After naps there was still time to take one more dip in the water, so Mary, Lily, Owen and I headed to the beach. We played in a warm pool at the edge of the water, then I headed west for my second walk of the day. By the time I got back almost everyone had headed back up to Moondance, but then I saw 2 turtles come out of their nest and head towards the Gulf. Vicki ran back and grabbed Mary and the kids and they all scurried back in time to see the 2 tiny creatures with hearts bigger the all of the Gulf, padded their way ever closer to the water. We cheered them on knowing the high mortality rate these creatures experience from this moment until adulthood. So small, so lovely, so perfect, tiny turtles on their first day of life looking as ancient as their species. They make the edge of the water and roll in the surf as we all watch and cheers them, tears filling our lives. The beginning of a long life's journey living in the Gulf, returning to this spot when they are ready to be their part of the line of genetics that goes back and back. It made the beach feel so magical, like anything is possible. And each of us will remember the first time Owen saw sea turtles. He may not remember, but it is a memory burned into my brain with the smiles and tears of pure joy.
It was Ms Judy's night for dinner and she made pork in the crock pot that everyone oohed and aahed over. She also made chicken on the grill and I can tell you it was delicious. She had couscous and a salad. Then Judy, Mary and I headed to the store to buy things to make a pie, or a cobbler. Judy wanted one of Mary's pies. We picked up blue bell blackberry cobbler ice cream and a bag of sugar and a box of jiffy biscuit mix to make fruit cobbler using all the delicious fruit that Mary had cut up. We had blueberries, cherries, peaches, maybe even a mango all ready to go. We made it home with the ice cream, but not the jiffy mix and sugar. sigh. We did enjoy the icecream, and maybe tonight Ms Moon will make her cobbler for us.
This morning I was the first up and out. The other ladies had stayed up talking. I headed for the beach for my morning walk and headed east. Every morning there is a thought for the day, a blessing of sorts. This morning was Thoreau, "The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is." I scanned the beach for shells, tracks of turtles, birds, dogs, people and I think a raccoon. So magical with all the colors of the shells and sand, the bits and pieces of these creatures lives. I look out and see a much calmer water then the day before. The sky is clear blue spanning across this island like a china blue bowl over turned on top of us. I walked and walked feeling a part of this place. Happy and healthy, my feet firmly planted in the sand, my head up in the blue sky.
I cooled down with a dip in the gulf and then headed in for my yoga. Mary joined me again this morning and we stretched and giggled and breathed through the stretches. Then Vicki, Nancy and I hopped in the toy and headed back across the beach and then easterly along the shimmering, sparkling gulf. We drove through Carrabelle and then turned around in Gulf Terrace. On our way back we stopped at the DEP Exhibit. A huge building, with a nice display. Then back to our little island floating in the warm gulf waters.
A quiet afternoon, each of us moving into our individual universes bumping into each other. Sharing a few moments, a hug, a giggle, a memory shared in the sun and warmth and salt. Another day in paradise, another day grateful to be alive, to be together, to be right here.