A dear friend got married in the Washington DC area this weekend. As we contemplated the travel to attend, we thought about how long it had been since we had a vacation. The challenges of Brian's new career and all the work of the summer's move seemed to still hang on our shoulders. Hmmm. We padded the trip with extra days. History geeks that we are, the pull of Colonial Williamsburg was great. And in the mellow season of early autumn, it is peaceful indeed.
The pace is slower.
The natural world is close at hand.
The seasons and the weather and even the phases of the moon seem more relevant to daily life.
There's a heathy dose of yesteryear living. I love learning about the way life was a few centuries ago.
There are the pleasures of shopping, but a different sort of shopping.
For Eli today, it was all about the joys of a pop gun.
For me, it was the sensory pleasure of getting away from slick packages and thousands of choices. The recreated colonial world that you move through here is pared down but also full of texture and scent.
I like being surrounded by weathered wood and brick. I love the crunch of gravel pathways littered with autumn leaves.
This is just the peace we needed.
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