For weeks I was craving what I could only describe as ocean winds. Craving it like chocolate. The pull to the sea has been mounting and I decided it was time to get my ocean ions in. We left for Smith River just south of Brookings. Finding new spots and spending hours in the sand was high on the list of priorities. I suppose the wind would find me no matter what. The weather was unusually clear and hot, and the beaches where breath taking. Oregon Coast can be so moody and sullen, but it was not that way for us on this trip.
I would have slept in the car and lived on Doritos if it meant we got the weekend at the beach. But instead we where snuggled into a lovely cabin, lounging by the beach fire with blankets, wine and smores, and feeling quite at home. We did get some soft serve in our bellies though! And thankfully no need for Doritos.
More and more I am longing for the balance of back brain and front brain activities. Life is so full of accomplishing and the "doing-ness". I am needing so many more hours of using that old DNA. Hunting for rocks. Staring at the fire, and then staring at the stars. Appreciating plants, waves and wind. That wind means everything. What a treat to truly unplug for a couple of days and connect with friends and family. A great start to what feels like the beginning of summer.