This is the weekend of recovery. Of escape. From jobs, from responsibilities, from children who need need need, from dogs who's wet noses feel uncomfortably cold against your feet as you try to put on socks. It is the 4th annual Beach Weekend trip with my very close friends. The plan for the weekend includes: NOTHING. We take walks on the beach if its not too rainy. We bring some sort of project to work on while we chat - I picked knitting only because it took the least amount of thought and planning. We drink coffee, drink alcohol, play cards, take turns making meals and doing the dishes and wonder if life with sister-wives ever feels this good.
The photo above is the view from the house we have stayed at for the last 2 or 3 years. Awesome.
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