i come to the sea to breathe

i didn't bring out my camera as much as i should have but the past weekend at the beach was very relaxing (although i did very little knitting).

i'm not sure what it is but nothing feels more like home for me than walking barefoot in the sand. i absolutely love the beach and am reminded how much i missed it every time i go back. i always dreamt of living on the beach one day but i know now that isn't likely to happen. however, i did search for monthly house rentals as soon as i got back hoping i might find something decently priced and available this summer. i can telecommute so packing up and moving for a month wouldn't be unheard of. of course i didn't have much luck this late in the game. but i am hoping for a 4 or 5 day stretch in the next couple of months. we'll see.

i started missing the feel of the ocean on my feet and the sound of waves crashing as soon as we pulled away from the house we rented.

for now i'll lift my spirits by spending the evening with 2 of my closest knitting friends sipping tea, knitting and talking.