Today I love the warm water of the bay, though not everyone would agree with me about it being warm, I grew up here and it is beautiful. I love that I now just throw myself in off the end of the dock. I love that I got to see what people who don’t kayak look like when they flip one over on top of themselves, that was fun to watch in a controlled area. I love that today we will likely go kayaking and maybe take a couple of folks with us. I love that there is no end of outdoorsy, cottagy things to do around here. I love that I get to do all of them if I want to. I love that I have projects on the go, even if they’re just on the go in my head. I love that the projects in my head can change, get bigger and better, get downsized or just left behind in favor of newer, bigger, better project plans. I love breakfast, especially when the company gets up early and makes it for us. I love having company that make themselves at home. I love that because it tells me that they are enjoying themselves.
Today I love that it is Sunday. I love the feeling of Sunday at the cottage, so laid back that my hair is dragging on the ground, ha ha. I love that there is talk of going golfing and swimming and all I have to do is get my writing done and I can join in on all of this stuff. I love that I only have two posts to write today. I love that one is about writing and writing about writing isn’t easy but it always makes me think and I love anything that makes me think. I love that I write so many different things, that I get to be so diversified within the narrow scope of a single occupation.
Today I love home fries. I love the breeze that’s tearing through the tree tops. I love that the cottage is full of flies ’cause I am a fly-swatting machine. I love plans to resurrect old hobbies like stained glass work. I love that I got some more of my next radio show written. I love that every time I start the phrase “I love …” my mind takes my head and turns it toward the bay and my eyes focus on the water. I love the smell of it, the feel of it under my keel, the feel of it around me when I swim, the sound of it whispering to me wave after wave on the shore.
Today I love drinking coffee while I finish up my work and get ready for the bay to welcome me in its playful way.