July 24, 2014
This time last week I was house-sitting for my dad and step-mom while they were on vacation. I know they hesitate to ask me to take so much time out of my life to act as caretaker while they're away, but they needn't worry. I enjoy spending time amongst the trees, the animals of all shapes and sizes, and the river that flows along their property. I like the routine of the morning and evening chore list: wake up, feed the koi, release the felines, throw hay to the horses, take Jake the Dog for a long walk...
I like the quiet. Once the chores are done, there is seemingly endless amounts of time to read, write, and work on craft projects down on the shady deck near the river. There's also plenty of time to stare off into space through the overhead tree leaves until sleep overtakes you, or one of the aforementioned felines comes to nibble at your toes.
And because last week was so hot, I spent a good portion of time dipping my feet (and then shins, and then waist, and then neck) in the icy cold river until my body could tolerate the temperature. The flow of the water is too strong for swimming though I am a strong swimmer, but the strength of the current gives the effect of movement anyway. It was a refreshing way to start each day.
The time spent away was exactly what I needed. It was energizing to spend so much time outside, and made me feel a little more grounded. Suddenly my little daily irritants aren't bothering me so much anymore, and the difficulties of June aren't making me feel so resentful. Life moves forward, people change... some things are hard, but they feel less acute with time.
This weekend, Matt and I are off to explore the forest where his parents and grandparents live (AKA 'the McCoy compound'). Matt says there's a creek down in the canyon that spreads out into a decent swimming hole, so he's going to take me there tomorrow. We're bringing along our tent and sleeping bags to sleep under the stars. It'll be my first "camping" trip in a long while, but I imagine we'll be back as often as possible until the weather starts to turn. There are less than two solid months of summer left this year, and I plan to spend as much of it outside as possible before hunkering down for the late fall/early winter.