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Wonderful good weekend

An evening on the dock
An evening on the dock

For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind…
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

~ Kahlil Gibran

Glorious purples and greens
Glorious purples and greens

I’m reading the book Plain Truth by Jodi Picoult.  The story takes place in Paradise, Pennsylvania, a small town in Lancaster County known for its Amish population.  In the book the Amish characters frequently use the word wonderful in front of good or bad, as in “Today was wonderful good!”  (Or in the half English, half Dietsch dialect, wonderful-gut.) M is from Lancaster County and I’d heard the term before, but reading it so often has it sticking in my head and attaching itself to my speech and writing.

Crab traps and a building for sale on Tangier Sound.
Crab traps and a building for sale on Tangier Sound.

It truly was a wonderful-gut weekend.  We didn’t wander far or do too many things, but we didn’t need to since everything we needed for a wonderful good weekend was here.  Good friends, good music, good food, good weather (albeit a bit hot), and good times.

Watching the sun go down in Frenchtown-Rumbly.
Watching the sun go down in Frenchtown-Rumbly.

We walked, we talked, we sat on the dock, we drank a few beers, we ate seafood and vegetables and all manner of wonderful good foods.  We laughed (a lot!), we reminisced, we got caught up, we had long, comfortable stretches of silence.  We splashed and swam in the pool.  We helped each other with cooking and clean-ups.

Tucking in for the night
Tucking in for the night

Last night, after our friends had left, M and I sat on the deck for a little while, sweating and listening to the night sounds while looking up at the bazillion stars in the sky.  We could see an arm of the Milky Way stretched out overhead.  There were a few fireflies zipping around near the woods.  I normally won’t sit outside on such a hot and humid night, but we had been reminiscing about childhood vacations at the beach, no air conditioning back in the good old days, and sleeping porches.

Underwater on a hot and humid day.
Underwater on a hot and humid day.

Memories from a trip we took early in our marriage came up, too.  We’d gone somewhere in Michigan along the lake (Lake Michigan).  It was a huge house, belonging to the aunt of a friend and located in the middle of nowhere.  M and I stayed up a good part of the night watching the stars from the beach, feeling small and large at the same time.  Small compared to space and all the stars in the night sky.  Large because we were part of this whole wonderful good universe.

Sparkly feet
Sparkly feet

The house in Michigan, a vacation house, had all kinds of sleeping nooks and crannies, including a big swing on the porch that was a double bed.  It was a wooden frame hanging from the ceiling on chains with a feather mattress inside.  I’d never seen anything like it before (or since).  Anyhow.  The point to this story is that after we watched a movie last night (“Seven Psychopaths”), I got to wondering what my younger self might do on such a night, in such a beautiful place, and came to the conclusion that my younger self would have ignored the heat and humidity, and gone outside to watch the stars and listen to the songs of the cicadas and the crickets.  My younger self would not have been taking this place, all this wonderful good beauty, for granted like my older self does.

Distortion, a self-portrait.
Distortion, a self-portrait.  (Taken underwater in the pool where the face gets stretched in all kinds of bizarre ways due to the distortion caused by the water.  We had fun taking selfies in the pool and you should see some of the faces we came up with!)

During a recent conversation with my father, he told a story of something that had happened during his childhood, and afterwards wondered aloud why it was so easy to recall the bad things that happen in life.  I later followed that thought, and wondered why it is some people get stuck in the good things that happen in life, wandering into “the good old days” or “the glory days” and thinking that the best days of their lives have been lived already and now they just plod on towards death never realizing that each and every day has the potential to be “the best day.”

The path before me
The path before me

Today my thoughts have veered towards assimilating the past.  I think that’s what I might have been doing last night when I wondered what my younger self would do on a starlit hot and humid night in the country.  I brought my younger self into my current self, and it was a wonderful good blending of the past with the now.

The big star in the sky
The big star in the sky

Thank you for visiting today, and rambling along with me through sunsets and splash downs in the pool and walks in the heat.  Last time I checked, which was around noon, it was 105°F in the shade here at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch.  The next few days are predicted to be the same.  Hot and humid.  I’m thinking of going to the beach tomorrow.  The tourists will have gone home, and since it’s a weekday, there probably won’t be too many people there.  It will be a wonderful good way to escape the heat.

Now and then
Now and then

I hope you had a delightful and wonderful good weekend, and that your Monday has had its share of wonderful good moments, too.

A beautiful garden spider
A beautiful garden spider

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

Today’s joys:  Shade, the pool, iced drinks, air conditioning and all the other ways we have of cooling off on wonderful hot days; Kathy’s post about following your feet; Karma’s summer toes; Dawn’s relaxing weekend; Colleen’s what works best; and Gunta’s changes.  

 

 

 

Author:

Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

22 thoughts on “Wonderful good weekend

  1. I like that saying–wonderful gut. It feels, well, good. I started smiling ear-to-ear while reading this post. We have obviously been on the same wave length. You’ll have to come over and read my latest blog post to see why. 🙂

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    1. Even saying “wonderful bad” feels good, Kathy. I tried it when I spilled tea all over the kitchen this morning. I said, “Well, that was wonderful bad.” Somehow, it didn’t seem so bad at all with that wonderful in front of it.

      I’m not surprised we’re on the same wave length. It seems to happen frequently. 😀

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  2. I thoroughly enjoyed this trip through your weekend thoughts … isn’t it great when we can relax and think such deep thoughts?
    I don’t know how you can stand all that heat, I would melt into a big puddle on the ground. We had a cool breezy 70 degrees today with an afternoon of sunshine (for the first time in a long time) … I spent most of it outside enjoying my last day of freedom. (school starts in the morning).
    Thanks for sharing your weekend and thoughts … it sounds wonderful.

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    1. I’m not a fan of the heat, Bearyweather. That’s for sure. This week will be brutal, more so than it has been all summer. I suppose summer wants to make sure we know it’s not over yet.

      Your cool and breezy 70 degree day sounds heavenly. Thank you. 🙂

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  3. What a beautiful weekend Robin. 🙂 Thank you for the shout out.

    I have slept on the porch on hot summer nights. Not taken under water selfies yet…. And yearn to see a night sky full of stars soon…. But have been just as happy with my weekends. 🙂

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  4. Oh my goodness. What a thoroughly delightful post and thank you for the mention. How mighty kind of you m’am… 🙂
    I do like the idea of blending in our younger self. It’s something I’ll be pondering today. Always enjoy visiting with you.

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  5. I enjoyed the weekend too, Robin, out in the garden, planting seedlings, spending time with family and friends….wonderful!

    Before reading this, I had just read Kathy’s story of her first love, Lake Huron, and I remembered times past when living in the location of my first (and possibly only) great love. Times have changed for me though; now, I can remember the happy days, minus the longing, which means than today (every day!) is a happy day. Reading this, it seemed as though you had written the next chapter to Kathy’s story. 🙂

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    1. Thank you, Joanne. 🙂 Kathy and I seemed to be in sync this week. I think you nailed the feeling when you wrote “without the longing.” I hadn’t thought about what was missing, but that’s it exactly. It makes the memories and the present so much more wonderful good.

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  6. It was a wonderful weekend wasn’t it! Love the pool photos..the morning glory…all of it. I smiled through this post as well. Still smiling come to think of it! 🙂 Let’s make this next week wonderful good too!

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  7. Tucking in for the night… beautiful. 🙂
    And the sleeping swing on the porch sounds wonderful.
    I’ve often thought about getting a swinging porch seat for the garden here but I guess I wouldn’t get much use out of it in our climate so I think I’ll settle into my rocking chair more often instead. 🙂

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