11 hours ago
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Awaking to a quiet morning with Randy already fishing, I sat for a full hour, enjoying my coffee, reading a book and watching the sun rise over a flat calm beach.
Soon, I felt motivated to take on the only task I had scheduled for myself that morning. Reluctantly, I planned to head to 'town', rent a carpet scrubber and git 'er done. But stepping outside, the glorious sunshine lifted my mood. I popped the top off of Rocky and hit the road, but not before admiring the wildflowers that seemed to have popped up overnight. In town, I hoisted the cleaner in the Jeep and resolved to get to work...
Two hours and three antique stores later, I scored a vintage Rolling Stone magazine featuring Guns n Roses on the cover. I noticed the 'open' sign on the local bakery and decided to drop in for a snack. Got a great cup of coffee and some fresh baked butter cookies.
Making my way home I noticed a dude on a bike, doing the two thumb texting thing. Distracted biking? At least he had a helmet on. My next visual came in the form of a big, burly Harley guy who pulled over his bike, unzipped his leather jacket and pulled out a Yorkshire Terrier. Yep, a tiny Yorkie. Snapped on a leash and proceeded to walk his puppy. So cute!
Next up was a huge yard sale where the owners had apparently fallen victim to late night QVC and other infomercials. The owner was sweet and I escaped that madness with a book purchase.
Cruising up the shoreline sippin' my Joe and munchin' butter cookies-gluten be damned, I got all teary when my favorite Bob Seger song came on. 'Roll me Away' indeed. Arriving back at the beach, I thought it would be a great time to take Mickey for a beach walk and search for shoreline treasures. He was only too happy to oblige..
By now, the procrastinator in me put off my carpet job till the next morning-today was just too good too waste. Again, I marveled at the perfection of my complete sensory stimulation.
What a great day to be alive.