#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

I have not had time to look this bird, who visited us at breakfast at a local restaurant, Rosie’s, up. Met Frank and our friends at our local breakfast spot, (sitting at tables outdoors, which we do at every meal, no matter the restaurant) after my long beach walk. A day of recovery, pleasant, after the adventure yesterday. Felt so good to stretch my legs and go as far down the beach as I wanted. I thought back to when we landed at the airport just about three weeks ago, and prepared to drive the two and a half hours here with our friends who arrived at the same time. How it seems like months or years ago! Another lifetime. We have been through distinct phases of this trip, with different friends coming and going. At breakfast I had the thought, as we lingered and lingered––something I never do at breakfast––that when I arrived I was still “trying” to relax. And this morning, I was in no hurry at all, and I realized: I am relaxed.