I joined Lexa Cain’s Summer Hop because I’m ready for a vacation, and it gave me a great way to say goodbye to everyone for June. I’ll be around to your blogs, but probably as I make my way to Oregon. I’ll wave to M. Pax on my way through her beautiful state and keep an eye out for those Gangsta Cows she’s alerted me to. Then I’m off Ireland for a family wedding and a revisit to a few Leprechauns.
I’ve been to a lot of summer vacation places: Costa Rica, Venezuela, Nicaragua, Mexico, Hawaii (Maui, Kawaii, Lanai, Molokai–still my favorite island), Greece, Spain, Italy, Ireland, France, Wales, Scotland (where the word isn’t in the dictionary because they don’t have summer) England, Turkey, Yugoslavia–interesting summer there–New York, Kansas (don’t ask), Alaska and someplace else I can’t remember. So what’s my favorite summer vacation spot? Here it is!
My favorite summer vacation spot is this tiny dot on the map where all things are possible as long as I want them to be. Where I’m the mistress and the servant, and where peace settles inside me with a friendly purr.
|This is where I kick back and think and wonder at my good fortune to have a place on this planet to just be.|
|This is where I plan my stories and plant my seeds and watch my peaches ripen.|
|This is where I read and consider philosophy and magic.|
|This is where I wait for the new birds who find my umbrella a safe nesting place.|
|This is where I pull weeds, turn the dirt, pick fresh produce and savor the smells of summer.|
|This is where the fish live in the ponds, and Albert the Cat used to contemplate their world of water. He’s missed.|
And, of course, this is where I come when everything around me crumbles and I need help.