We have returned from Florida for a quick getaway during spring break, and here is what I want to remember :
The shadows of the palm trees dancing on the sand.
The moon in all her glory - as we saw her rise and set in opposite sides of the sky.
The way Anna walks and stands with such command.
The tiny sea shells Elliot found. The dream I had of Luca catching a football. Followed by him finding a football on the beach the next day, and watching him catch with ease, just like the dream.
The dinner where the kids played outside and we chatted a few feet away in peace at our table.
The power and strength of the ocean, and the feeling of her taking what I no longer need.
The colors.
The vibrant and generous flowers.
The ease.
The release.
The book I picked up at the airport, and the salve it offered me as an artist.
Now I am happy to be back home, tending to my art refreshed. I just saw a baby bunny from my studio window, and seeing everything that has burst into bloom over the few days gives me such hope. Looking forward to what is coming next.