room to breathe

vacation has been a ride so far...that's actually literal, i flew, so i have been at the mercy of anyone who cares to drive me around. no pun intended.

we disappeared into the mountains almost as soon as i got here; a weekend on the lake away from civilization was really and truly great. spent loads of time on the water, made my first clumsy efforts at water skiing (it will only get better from here), and just enjoyed my family for a couple days.

i haven't been home to ny in the summer--fall, winter and spring, but not summer--for several years, and the richness of this season here has me completely enthralled. the sun is much more golden than in the south; the sky a deeper azure, the green of the trees more jewel-toned and vibrant. the breeze that blows the leaves is like a close friend i didn't realize i'd lost touch with; and the SMELL--the smell of ny summer has personality all its own. it's a mellow, warm, fresh scent, with a crispness to it like a perfectly toasted marshmallow.

part of me could just lay soaking up the beauty and not move a muscle for two weeks.


but there is the rest of me...