Tuesday, August 16, 2005
And of Course There was Willow
Willow...What can I say to bring this energy to words. A place of dreams, magic, and love! I first experienced this warp in time when I traveled there as a young child. My children were recalling their experiences of years gone by at Willow recently while driving through the hills to once again arrive in the valley. We laughed as we remembered one of the years at Willow when they were just toddlers. Days of dancing in the prairie and catching crayfish in the creek! The magic of this space draws me each year! We have grown to live the whole year for this one weekend. To share the music, the food, the fun with so many friends.
Willow...What can I say to bring this energy to words. A place of dreams, magic, and love! I first experienced this warp in time when I traveled there as a young child. My children were recalling their experiences of years gone by at Willow recently while driving through the hills to once again arrive in the valley. We laughed as we remembered one of the years at Willow when they were just toddlers. Days of dancing in the prairie and catching crayfish in the creek! The magic of this space draws me each year! We have grown to live the whole year for this one weekend. To share the music, the food, the fun with so many friends.
Morro Rock-One of the Nine Sisters-Ancient and Beautiful
We traveled here with our family plus two! Nestled in the midst of unique seaside cottages, behind a gate covered with lemons, we found our home for the weekend. Could we have chosen any better for our last weekend at the ocean before our extra son and daughter who had shared the past several weeks with us were about to head back to their homes? We had all lived and shared togethor in many new settings. This, however was to be one of our favorites! Our family loves to return to this community set at the base of an ancient volcano. A place where the pace of life is slow and the people look you in the eye and smile. A place where stories begin and where endings are magical! The smell and feel of the ocean! The caress of the morning fog. The beauty of all of nature sharing this space! The smell of dark coffee blended with the sweetness of sticky buns and the subtle scent of the ocean brings ones soul back to life with that old familiar sigh...This is the space my children had been dreaming for months of sharing with their friends...
We traveled here with our family plus two! Nestled in the midst of unique seaside cottages, behind a gate covered with lemons, we found our home for the weekend. Could we have chosen any better for our last weekend at the ocean before our extra son and daughter who had shared the past several weeks with us were about to head back to their homes? We had all lived and shared togethor in many new settings. This, however was to be one of our favorites! Our family loves to return to this community set at the base of an ancient volcano. A place where the pace of life is slow and the people look you in the eye and smile. A place where stories begin and where endings are magical! The smell and feel of the ocean! The caress of the morning fog. The beauty of all of nature sharing this space! The smell of dark coffee blended with the sweetness of sticky buns and the subtle scent of the ocean brings ones soul back to life with that old familiar sigh...This is the space my children had been dreaming for months of sharing with their friends...
Gathering Treasures at Dawn
So, we began our time here...Morning comes early at the ocean if you want to find Sand Dollars! This was our morning ritual and one that not everybody could drag themselves out to join. We would crawl from our warm beds to throw on the layers and walk sleepily to the ocean's side. Surrounded by fog and the sweet smell of the ocean, we would begin our beachcombing. The silent meditation as you walk searching the sand for yet another treasure. The squeals of delight we heard as they were found! The sand between our toes and the cool fog filled air caressing our cheeks brought us to the beginning of yet another magic filled day.
So, we began our time here...Morning comes early at the ocean if you want to find Sand Dollars! This was our morning ritual and one that not everybody could drag themselves out to join. We would crawl from our warm beds to throw on the layers and walk sleepily to the ocean's side. Surrounded by fog and the sweet smell of the ocean, we would begin our beachcombing. The silent meditation as you walk searching the sand for yet another treasure. The squeals of delight we heard as they were found! The sand between our toes and the cool fog filled air caressing our cheeks brought us to the beginning of yet another magic filled day.
Saving yet Another Starfish
Wayne began a mission of his own as he walked the morning sand searching for sand dollars but also keeping his eye open for yet another of Nature's beautiful creatures! We became mesmorized by the beauty and the uniqueness of the Starfish we found living in the tidal pools! Some, sadly, did not find their way to these cool baths of water. There were just a few hours to wait before this entire area was once again under the ocean, but even this was too much time Wayno felt for these little beautys to wait out , drying on the sand. He began searching for those few unlucky fellows and would kindly deliver them to a near tidal pool to await the waves that would take them back out to the ocean's depths.
Wayne began a mission of his own as he walked the morning sand searching for sand dollars but also keeping his eye open for yet another of Nature's beautiful creatures! We became mesmorized by the beauty and the uniqueness of the Starfish we found living in the tidal pools! Some, sadly, did not find their way to these cool baths of water. There were just a few hours to wait before this entire area was once again under the ocean, but even this was too much time Wayno felt for these little beautys to wait out , drying on the sand. He began searching for those few unlucky fellows and would kindly deliver them to a near tidal pool to await the waves that would take them back out to the ocean's depths.
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