The beach house really isn't anything special to the untrained eye. It's not even on the beach. Most of the time, I refer to it as a "coastal home" so people unfamiliar with the house don't get the wrong idea. It's a cute little house on the side of the highway, across the street from all of the beach houses and about a quarter mile from the beach itself. But it has a special quality, or vibe to it that is so relaxing and healing to the soul.
Maybe it's that the house doesn't have cable TV or internet so you're kind of cut off from the outside world. It barely even has cell reception. I often have to go outside in order to make or receive calls. Maybe it's that the house is entirely filled with old hand-me-downs from houses before. Maybe it's that the house is so loved by our family that it can't help but be a healing place for those that visit. Whatever it is, it does my heart good whenever I visit.
This weekend was spent sleeping (I was in bed, zonked out for 12 hours Friday night/Saturday morning,) reading, eating delicious clam chowder, and reconnecting/redefining our family now that Riley has been placed in a new home. We spent most of Saturday on the beach playing fetch with Sam and re-training him to come when called, leave nasty things alone, stay close, and drop the Frisbee. We put zero effort into food and decided that market clam chowder and a frozen lasagna was plenty to satisfy our hunger. We watched the sunset last night, and lost two games in a row at Pandemic. Damn those outbreaks!
We got home early today so that Bryann could make his flag-football game and to give us time to clean up the hazardous disaster area that has become our house. I feel like healing has begun and we're ready to move forward with our lives.
A special thanks to Mom, Reezy, Grandma, and David for Pacific Blue. We love that house and are so grateful to be able to spend weekends there, whether it be recuperating from emotional trauma, celebrating birthdays or family reunions, or gathering there with friends.
And finally, a few of my favorite shots of the weekend -
Perfect weather in October!
Playing fetch with Sam at Twin Rocks
Re-training Sam to sit and come when called
Sam's ears flapping in the wind
Good sit!
Getting ready to chase down a flock of seagulls!
It got a little chilly by sunset...
... but the view was worth it.
Thank you for posting this Kristi. I'm so glad to know that you find peace and comfort at Pacific Blue. Grandma calls it a "thin place" - a location where there is less separation between the seen and unseen, between the physical and spiritual. She feels it particularly in the living room. I like to think that we are all adding to the healing vibes when we gather there as family or share it with friends.
ReplyDeleteHugs & love from Reezy