One last summer getaway, and now I’m back. Local schools started up again yesterday, and though we aren’t starting until after labor day, I’ve realized just how precious little time I have to enjoy summer’s remainder and finish my before-school tasks.
I did get to put my toes in the water before the “Hazardous Water” warnings went up. Friday the beach and the water were perfect, but Saturday and Sunday we simply sat and watched the waves, as the red flags warning of rip currents were up. We couldn’t believe how many people were still swimming. Worse than that, how many little kids were playing in the dangerous surf. The news yesterday ran a story that lifeguards rescued 22 people from the waters on Sunday. Crazy!
Despite that, we enjoyed our time immensely and it was just the respite I needed.
Look at those beach colors! I want to knit with those colors. Time to go stash diving!
Looking down to Gabi and Theresa.
Laura enjoying the breeze
The great thing about our beach trip each year is that we’ve been there enough times now to know where to eat, what’s fun to do, and how we”re going to manage it all. Our traditions mean we don’t have to think too much or worry about planning. We can simply enjoy our time together.
It’s also, apparently, Neve’s signal to herself that summer can be over and we can start doing “fall” things. That kid.
I’m not ready to give up summer, though. There’s more swimming to be done, more marshmallows to roast, more fresh pesto to eat, more mornings to sleep in.
Slow down, August!