Not quite Friday in my neck of the woods, but getting close. I'm ready for a weekend. It's been a long week and I still have to get through Friday. Why is it that weeks always seem longer when you had the week before off? It must one of those weird laws of vacation physics. Time slows down the week you go back to work to compensate for how fast the week of vacation went. (This has to be an example of Newton's Third Law of Motion: For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.)
Obviously I'm mourning the end of this year's summer vacation. We took our week off later this year then we have in the recent past. Vacation was a very relaxed affair this year. We drove a few hours south to Lake Murray, rented a cabin, and pretty much just hung out for the week.
My Guy and I got up early one morning and went for a walk along the lake shore. I love watching the sun come up, it's even better watching it come up over the water. The light just sparkles and shimmers as it hits the water. One of my favorite things.
Last year summer's vacation was in May, just about at early as we could take it. We flew to Savannah, Georgia. My Guy wanted to go someplace neither of us had ever been. Savannah fit that bill.
We walked all over the town that week. Savannah is an old city, with gorgeous old buildings and majestic churches. The sun shining through the stained glass windows in the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist brought out the richness of the colors. Another favorite thing.
In 2009, we took vacation the last week of July. The thought being we'd visit the cooler climate of Washington state during what is typically one of the hottest weeks of the year in Oklahoma. In what can only be termed a cruel joke, mother nature graced Washington state with record high temps in the 100's, while Oklahoma cooled off to the high 80's. We ended up staying in Lake Chelan an extra day to avoid the high temps in Seattle. We spent only one night in Seattle, and that only because our flight was at the un-vacation like hour of 7 AM.
Even Kiddo's generally genial travel companion, Siberian, was grouchy that morning. She cheated at cards and took Kiddo's muffin. Consequently this was Siberian's last gig as a vacation buddy. So though it was not one of Siberian's favorite things, this photo is one of mine from that trip.
We've had lots of other fun vacations. We've been to the Painted Dessert,
which lived up to it's name. We've visited the Lava River Cave near Bend, Oregon (I'd show a picture, but as it was a black walled cave, all you see is black.) As Kiddo said at the time, "Who knew lava could be so cool."
Summer vacation is definitely one of my favorite things. I wish it wasn't over for this year.
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