Returning home

Ahhh, the camping gear is slowly getting put away as we pile back into the house after a long weekend at one of the most beautiful beaches I know of in our province.  Soft, soft sand beneath our feet...clear, still waters to wade in...being wrapped in the woodsy hug of the birch trees that surrounded our campsite.  After the fervour of activity that was last week, it felt so, so good to take a long, extended exhale and relax.  To have nothing to do.  To have no place to be but just in the present moment.  To watch these sweet, sweet children of mine explore, get their hands dirty, and be in a world of their own...a world of pure bliss.