waves on the bay

Green plaid and lace edged

Today I love the moody bay dressed all in a plaid of browns and greens with lace trimmed waves and hazy, misty air and distant echos of the gulls and geese and ducks. I love that the air is still warm, and so is the water to some extent. I love that the little stream is flowing cheerily beside the cottage and when the wind dies down I can hear it trickling and tumbling, chuckling along on its laughing way to the big water it has dreamed of returning to. I don’t know if it knows how close it is to its success, but I love to imagine its surprise when it tumbles over the last few rocks and seeps through the gravel bar on the shore and discovers it is home, like a child meeting its mother at a bus stop after its first day of school. I love all the images that Autumn conjures in my mind, her wily way that she has with my imagination and my memories, swirling them together into present thoughts and future plans. I love her for her promises of winter’s fallowing and spring’s surging growth. I love her children, laughing October and grave November, and their half sisters saucy September and the ever self-possessed December.

Today I love that we both have ideas about the cottage and they are not the same ideas but they seem not to conflict. I love that there are plans afoot and some of them may work. I love that it doesn’t matter if none on them work because they’re only for making the place better and it’s already so great to be here when we can. I love that I got internet for here immediately and we don’t question that, but we have no input for our TV yet other than about 300 videos on VHS and DVD and a dual media player that can handle all of those … and yet we’ve never watched anything on it.

Today I love re-fried garlic mashed potatoes with breakfast. I love that we have made plans for storing the dock. I love that the day has turned wild with a howling wind. I love that the trees are waving wildly in it, dancing like demons, I hope they don’t hurt themselves. I love that there were some golfers at the golf club across the road when we were out walking earlier, I’d hate to be playing in this wind, but I love that they seemed to be determined to accept the challenge.

Today I love drinking coffee by the plaid bay.