To say the weather has been beautiful just doesn't even approach an accurate description of the past several days, nay week.
Splendid, shimmering, sweet and downright flipping exquisite comes a bit closer.
Two weeks Friday since I moved here and this town has wrapped me in such an embrace of comfort and beauty. And hell-- I haven't even been to the beach yet.
Maybe I should leave the house color play for when it's cold and gray and go throw down on some sand and surf already-- but, my little snail's pace seems to be suiting me well.
In fact, seems to be all I can do.
Every time I try to take a big step I fall over from the magnitude of the effort, the consequence. Gotta keep it small-- my heart is only so big and there's just so much coming at me I feel like I'm standing in a meteor shower of magic and emotion.
I keep seeking quiet, restful corners to catch my breath.