Today I love reading great books and even reading the greater ones over again. I love that I have often been disappointed by movies when I’ve read the book first, though not always, and I love that because the movie, no mater how bad, always reminds me how great the book really was. I love that when it happens it is almost always because the movie was unable to capture the thing that made the book great. I love when I start thinking that I haven’t read very many books and then a list of classic books comes along and as I read through it I get to gleefully check off book after book and finish the list by thinking to myself, “Well, alright then.” I love talking about books with people and I love giving recommendations to people, and I love that I’m just going to tell you all right now to get your hands on a copy of “The Art Of Racing In The Rain” and read that and you can thank me later. I love that we are planning to see the movie but I kind of want to reread the book … again … first. I love finding new to me books that I should have read long ago and reading them. I love it even more when I find a stack of books that I intended to read but never got around to ’cause then I can stay in and read instead of go out looking for more books which we totally do not have room for … well, maybe just six more.
Today I love that I am writing this on the road as we make our way down to the big aforementioned birthday party that I was looking forward to yesterday. I love that I said it was our cousin’s third birthday and that it seemed like just two months ago that he turned two and I stand by that statement, it does seem like just two months ago that he turned two but now I find out that this is his fourth birthday and I’m going to have to scold him for growing up way too fast, two years in two months is not on, dude.
Today I love last nights homemade soup that was also lunch today and will be yet another meal or two for us this coming week. I love that the new kayak is great and we were too excited to wait for breakfast so we made peanutbutter sandwiches and took off out onto the still and quiet morning bay with not a breath of wind to unsettle the water’s surface and we carved great long Vs that were only disturbed and broken up by the shoreline.
Today I love drinking coffee on the road while I write about quiet kayak mornings and great books and birthday wishes.