Escape
Yesterday was a noisy day. There are a lot of people here at the cottage now. My kids are the noisiest of all though. Things were getting to be a bit overwhelming, too much going on, and it was starting to feel less like vacation and more like the regular old day to day grind. I wasn’t happy about this. So, I took a deep breath and took back my peace, my quiet, my solitude. I recognized that I needed to step away from it all and get back to peacefulness.
My sweet escape into a wide open lake with no one around was just what I needed to refresh. The sunset was unbelievable
Of course, not always will a quick kayak ride and a beautiful sunset over a lake be available for times that escape is needed.
What do you do to gather yourself back up and find that sweet escape?
July 23rd, 2008 at 10:37 am
Beautiful pictures! I can’t believe you are still on vacation! I’m so jealous!
Where do I go to “escape”? Target. Sad, but true. lol
July 23rd, 2008 at 1:32 pm
I either find myself driven to this one park in town that has a creek winding through it and just great places to just sit or finding that I am craving a trip to the mountains to just be. But other times I just love to linger in the bookstore with a magazine, cozy chair and cup of coffee.
July 23rd, 2008 at 2:56 pm
I just curl up with a novel. This is my way of recharging myself. Hubby gets irritated with my habit of ignoring everything else when I’m reading, so now we’ve struck a deal. Once a month I’m allowed to read a book like world is gonna end if I don’t finish it. It takes me about two days, and then, its back to business. All charged up and raring to go…
Your parents’ cottage is lovely. I can just imagine what it will be living at such a place , loaded with memory and warm with familiarity. I just so want to go to my parents’ home now!
July 23rd, 2008 at 4:59 pm
Come to think of it, I don’t have a set escape. And I’m thinking, maybe I should.
A comfy chair, a friendly dog, and a place to put my feet my feet up would work. Whether that’s in the house or the yard doesn’t matter so much. It’s about being able to sit in peace and quiet or drown my thoughts in music. Both of those work for me.
Thanks for making me think about this one!