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We're back. Back in the condo, back in Brookline, back to work for me. Back to school tomorrow. We've made the place a bit livable. It's good to sleep in our beds, even amidst the plastic and shattered walls.

I walked this morning. The children are returning to school. Excited for their new backpacks and first day outfits. Parents taking photos. How to balance the fear and the joy? I feel so bad for them, marching bravely into the unknown.

I walked down to the river, listening to Levar. I stopped at Clover for coffee and a muffin. Took a deep breath and went through my email. It's not so bad right now. Happy to have the long weekend, though the holiday looms. How to make it meaningful in the face of (waves arms about) and being only online.

The Provincetown trip was pleasant and busy. It was easy to pack because we've been living out of suitcases. DH rode from the bridge. Violet and I stopped in Orleans for burritos. Then poked around town. Gelato! That night we had food from the pizza place and watched TV. The next day, we rode bikes to Head of the Meadow. We had a call with Honey in the afternoon, then went kayaking. We had dinner at the Aquabar and then went to a screening of Cry Baby on the pier with John Waters. It was really fun, though I didn't ask Mr Waters about the Confederate flags in the movie. The next day, we went to Herring Cove. I did a hard ride in the dunes to Beech Forest. The waves were too high to really get in the water but it was refreshing. We went back and swam in the pool, then went into town and had dinner at Bubala's. After that we went to Wellfleet Drive-in for Dirty Dancing. We got home late, to bed and then packed up. A bit more time downtown, then on the road. We stopped to eat at Doane Rock picnic area, then back to Brookline. We had leftovers and watched Vivo. Tired and content with the trip.

When I got into the kayak and pushed off the shore, I had this magic moment of peace. As the kayak floated free, I felt released and joyful. Buoyant. It's similar to the feeling of freedom I get in the water. Escape from gravity. Buoyancy is my watchword for the coming year. Floating on top. Riding the swells. Should have got a henna tattoo.

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