Vacations are supposed to be days away from routine. Times when you can stay up late,spend hours on the beach,eat standing up, stay in your pj's until noon. This weekend has been a vacation. This morning West Virginia gave us a cloudless morning with a gentle breeze and cool temperatures that let me sit on the porch in my pj's with my daughter drinking coffee while my grandson used kitchen utensils to dig holes. In the afternoon his Dad let him water all the tree stumps and blades of grass.
I hope someday when he is a man and someone mentions vacation his distant memory of days being happy under a cloudless blue sky. That is where my mind goes when work closes in and escape whispers come and play.
Thank you Mr Ashby. You reminded me of all of the wonderful idle days watching your Mom and her siblings play.
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