I must go down to the seas again,
for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call
that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day
with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume,
and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again
to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way
where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn
from a laughing fellow rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream
when the long trick's over.
~ John Masefield
It is almost a tradition: our annual summer trek to the coast. I think we have done it at least four different summers. So, in early August, Natalie and I made our way to Willow Brook Farm to spend a week delighting in the country life of our dear friends.
We had so much fun! We shopped in San Luis, fabric shopped at some quilt stores(a totally different kind of shopping...), drove the quad, rode horses, worked on a challenging quilt project, wandered in downtown Arroyo Grande, lunched at Branch St. Deli, rode horses some more, went to a Horse Show, went to a homeschool meeting at a church where we once did AWANAS (lots of dear memories there), celebrated a birthday, ate fresh warm Fruit Bake Over(yum!), had morning coffee and talks with my kindred spirit friend, went on a trail ride, went to the beach, drove to See Canyon, stopped by Avila Barn, woke up to wild turkeys, went to sleep watching the deer; it was wonderful and relaxing! All of this was delightful because we shared this time with a wonderful family- our very special friends. We cannot thank them enough for the fun summer visit!
*I'll post some more pictures soon.
