I've been messing about with words in my head all morning, wondering if I could possibly write about my "slicing" vacation without it seeming like one of those "come over to view the slides of our awesome trip" invitations. Then I read Cathy Mere's post today at Merely Day by Day, and her advice was great. I started!
This is the third year my family has traveled to Captiva Island, same house, by the beach, with a pool, heavenly. I am in love with this place, and also love what the tradition of it encompasses: exciting ocean creatures seen and discovered, wonderful new experiences in and out of the water, and eating at favorite restaurants. I gave Carter a para-sailing time for his birthday. He turns fourteen on Friday. Ingrid's swimming abilities after spending hours each day in the ocean or the pool increased tenfold (obviously practice does mean perfecting). And Imogene's swimming became stronger too, and she was able to swim in the ocean without feeling overwhelmed.
In addition to those wonderful things, we had a wonderful evening celebration at dinner with my nephew and his partner who were formally married a couple of months ago. When families live so far apart, it is special that we have time together. Finally, being all together means learning about each other all over again. It is hard to be apart. Except for my daughter and family, we can't just drive over for a short evening. It becomes a bigger deal once or twice a year. These moments, these "slices" of each other are times we treasure and will remember.
I am lucky to be able to spend another week while the rest of my family returns to their busy lives. I'm not at staff week this week, and am fine being here, playing more, writing and doing things I want to do. I will be mentoring one teacher this year, so won't be totally apart from school. I'm ready for NEW!
Here are some pictures of the highlights of last week. For those of you on FB with me, sorry. I know you've seen quite a few already!
|Carter and his mom, Barb, getting ready!|
|The people said they were 400 feet high!|
|Love these little pelican birds that Carter and Ingrid dived for|
endlessly (in the pool).
|Imi's first time in the ocean-loved it. She is just four, didn't|
remember last year.
|At a fun restaurant, the Island Cow.|
|From our house to the beach-my favorite view.|
|The ocean means burying willing parents, and|
others, too. This is the first, my son-in-law, Dave.
|I love the evening walks on the beach. The storm|
had passed on.
|Evening walks at low tide mean lots of shells.|
Sarah was the best at finding good ones!
|I find it hard to stop taking sunset pics.|
|Also love taking the bird pics when I can. This heron visited|
once in a while.
|Some of us took a boat to another island,|
filled with dead mangroves on the beach. Here's
Nathan walking back.
|Last evening walk with Carter.|