I don’t want this to end. I’m feeling such deep gratitude for these special days and nights, and for these people, for whom the love in my heart bursts forth immeasurably.
We saw a porpoise from our campsite this morning before I’d even finished my first cup of coffee. Benji’s camper is parked just a few yards from the Indian River, which empties into the Atlantic Ocean at a bike ride’s distance. There’s a paved bike loop around the sites and a fishing pier just a… Continue Reading Day 667/39
We are all pleasantly collapsing into the soft places of our house, tired from the sun and the surf, full of gratitude for a family vacation that felt too short–the surest sign of a great time. We enjoyed each other’s company, good books, excellent food, gorgeous sunsets, and giant, dripping ice cream cones. We are… Continue Reading Day 437