Like the turtle in the road as our daughter jogged,
I recall the saying: slow and steady wins the race.
We took a break from our usual routines these
past two weeks. We visited our daughter on
Long Island. Sights, sounds, and tastes galore.
After our daughter’s wedding last year, we
opted to stay at our beautiful retreat nearby.
Sumptuous breakfasts await us each morning.
The chef prepared a feast of fresh homegrown figs,
Greek yogurt, and drizzled raspberry puree. House-
prepared granola. Each morning we enjoyed a
full breakfast which kept us throughout the day.
As a writer, I make mental notes and take photos
to jog the memory come blog time. Wanderlust remains.
My husband walked to the bay each morning to
commiserate with the locals. He crossed paths with
the wild turkeys. The pond with frogs and lily pads
was entertaining as we walked to the restaurant.
A lover of nature from my Massachusetts childhood,
I enjoy observing and documenting my encounters.
Our weather was picture perfect. Even the ocean
seemed warm as I walked in. The natives have outdoor
faucets and showers to clean off the sand. Perfect to
fish and boat with the newly restored wooden boat.
Just gazing at the ocean and waves is a soothing,
relaxing activity. Stress leaves. My breathing changes
to slow to the pace of the water lapping at my feet.
Who doesn’t love a walk on the beach?
My craving for freshly caught fish was filled
this trip too. Accompanied with fresh vegetables.
Swordfish, cod fish, flounder, oysters on the half
shell. Such healthy choices. Tasty. Perfectly prepared.