Island Holiday. Diary post #4 I’ve been Mudged
We’re home — it may take me a day or two to get back into the swing of things again. I’m in no hurry. I haven’t worn a watch for days – I am relaxed, totally behind the times and unconcerned about catching up with the clock. The dogs were thrilled to see us and […]
Island holiday – diary post #3. Mudge Meditations
Last night, after supper, we went back to the beach to watch Tuesday get tucked in. The sun dipped behind a ridge and went to bed like it has done every night since the beginning of time – no fuss, no muss – just a final burst of color and then the lights went out. […]
Island Holiday. Diary post 2.5. — Mudge Midday
We have put on over 10,000 steps today and my feet are filthy. I’ve watched my little girl balance on logs, scurry across rocks and fly on a homemade swing in a tree — she sparkles with the glitter of childhood uncomplicated. She is dappled with the scuffs of her adventures, she is freckled […]
Island holiday – diary post 2. Mudge Moments
There is a quiet here that settles your bones, broken only with the sound of a seal slap on the water or the groc of a heron fishing off a rock. And the coffee tastes amazing. A girl could get used to this. Sure didn’t take long to fall into Mudge mode. The flight […]
Island Holiday – diary entry #1
I’m busy getting organized to head out of town for 2 days with my husband. We are going to jump on a floatplane and take a 20 minute hop across the straight – then board a small boat and ferry over to a small island. We are going to visit my son, his wife and […]