Sometimes I have to pinch myself that where we live, day after day, is actually a vacation destination for many people who come from far away to spend a weekend on the beach. They may have saved money for months to afford a few days splashing around in the waves and relaxing on the san that makes up our neighborhood. I feel such gratitude that I can zip down the beach road on a whim, as we did yesterday, with less than two hours to spare; we simply needed to swim in the sea. It was almost 100 degrees outside and the sun gleamed in a brilliant blue sky. So off we went, while Kai was at camp, to the beach. The older two boys swam gleefully as I read Bread and Wine and dreamed of delicious meals to make my sun-kissed family for dinner. At one point I looked up and snapped this photo of my view. Then I pinched myself. This really is our home , our daily vacation spot, the place my boys have now lived for longer than anywhere else in their lives. We are living this beachy ...
Your crepe myrtle is beautiful! And the gnome seems to take his job every seriously ;-) We don't have as basketball hoop right inside the door but I know some people who would love it :)
ReplyDeleteCan I send my boys over to play a little ball in your entryway? It would make my dinner-prep much smoother...
ReplyDeleteI like the little gnome! What a sweet story to accompany him!
ReplyDeleteThe crepe myrtle is gorgeous! I have never seen one up close, enjoyed your nice up close picture! The basketball hoop looks so fun, and I bet your boys love it!
ReplyDeleteOf course not everyone has a basketball hoop in their living room silly...
ReplyDeleteOnly those with rambunctious little boys who would find something else to run around and shoot things through. Definitely a smart addition to the entry decor!
Blessings, Debbie
We have a basketball hoop hanging over the doorway in our hallway at my parents' house! Before we moved, it was in the family room. So many good times!
ReplyDeleteNote that Rosie uses the present tense. However, since painting the hall, the hoop has not been there (also, may have something to do with all the boys growing up and moving out *sob*).
ReplyDeleteIt's in the garage on a shelf -- you can see it when you walk out there. A little visitor (3 yo boy) was walking out there, saw it, and said, "You need to put that hoop up!"
So yes, I know where you're coming from with that hoop!