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Vacation Day One

Finally, I am ready to enjoy the days of summer, all to myself.  No need to hurry through the morning routine of getting meals for the day for myself and husband. I can even sleep in a bit, and be a bit more leisurely with my morning walk with Jazzy. I can relish in each moment, each minute.  I don't have to do "a thing."

Today, I completed the most perfect Round Off.  I had a great 2 footed landing and made the complete turn.  I immediately sparked Jasmine's curiosity and she joined me on the backyard grass to chase some balls.  I don't know what it is about sudden movement, but Jasmine has an instinct to pursue moving and jumping objects, I think she must have been given that task to "chase down" in her former life.  

I swam 50 laps in the pool, 10 of which were the back stroke.  There is something so surreal of gliding through a body of water.  I have become a fan of swimming cap and goggles, which is so weird, because for years I swam without that gear.  But now it has become a necessity. 

I sweat up a storm with the recent humidity that has hovered in our air this week.  The morning and evening skies are beautiful with the cloud patterns.  One morning walk I was greeted with stillness and spits of rain, while hearing the rumbling of thunder above my head, and watching lightening jaggedly cut across the reddened sky.

I deeply relaxed with my yoga "legs up the wall" pose.  The ceramic tile was cold on my back and beckoned me to linger longer which I did.

I chatted with my neighbor across our fence as I watered the backyard greens.  I am thankful for each one that is on either side of me, across the street and "caddy corner."  I enjoy sharing my blackberry pie and homemade ice cream.

I am so thankful for my blackberries that have finally produced this year.  Each day and night I am able to pick the juicy berries.  Patience has its rewards. . . 





 

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