And Vacation

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Aw, we did get away, just a little. Not too far, not too long. My gosh. Birdsong and crickets. Glowing sunrises. Crayfish and minnows. Slugs and eagles. Swedish pancakes (fail) and burgers and brownies (yeah). Cousins and uncle for an afternoon. S'mores and the wind in the trees. Sun on the water. Bananas and coffee (didn't bring enough). Rocks and ducks. Geese flying straight down the river. Too-soft beds and too-hard chairs. Puzzles and yarn. So quiet you could hear the leaves rustling. The frog croaking. The baby talked and talked. I can only get a non-blurry photo of her when she's in one of her seats or sleeping; the rest of the time she is on the move. Everywhere, everywhere, smiling, laughing, talking, blowing bubbles with her lips, crushing leaves, carrying rocks, pounding the table, cracking herself up, crawling as fast as she can that way, crawling as fast as she can this. Waking up to the sound of raindrops. Mornings on the porch. Everything soaked and beautiful. Grapes on the arbor. Bees in the perennial bed. Naps in the hot afternoon. Deer at twilight, racing across the lower lawn in three giant arcs, almost leaping straight over Andy's head in the murky dark. Lazy river. Friendly floaters occasionally drifting by, feet in the water, beer in hand; we charged them a toll  — a joke — to pass. Clouds hanging. Swallows swooping in the evening. Bats zipping across in the dark. We're in their world. The river world. No music, no television. Just crickets, and eagle calls, and the baby's delighted voice, carrying across the shallow water.

127 comments

Tell me, did you take your Christmas lights with you or were the lights already in the eating area of the vacation home?

*sigh* beautiful...

Troy Louise says: August 30, 2013 at 11:25 AM

Sounds fabulous. Must have been hard to leave!

Linda in Waterloo says: August 30, 2013 at 11:32 AM

Ha ha - I wondered the same thing as Martha in post 1.
Beautiful Botticelli Baby in the pic of her sprawled sleeping. Lucky child to be so tenderly nurtured! Thanks for taking the time to post - always a pleasure to see.

just lovely.

Don't know if you took yours, but whenever we go away I always take a strand of fairy lights with me too.

so, so beautiful. your pictures are lulling me into relaxation. but, lessons learned ... always bring more coffee than you think you may need! my wife and i had only one camping trip when we ran out of coffee and then we learned our lesson. the rough way! =)

Oh that looks lovely. It reminds me of my Grandparent's vacation place on the Washougal. You can get really sucked into living there at that pace and wanting to leave the "real world" behind.

As my Grandparents age and we have to take over more of the upkeep and visiting, it has been so fun to put our little stamp on it. Agatha Christie novels in the bookcase, needlepoint pillows in the chairs and a box of horse treats for the horses that live in the field that is practically in our front yard. Dreamy.

Kathy Balanchuk says: August 30, 2013 at 11:47 AM

Now that's a vacation! Alicia, your description is like poetry! I almost feel like I was there. And that little girl of yours is so lucky to have two parents who know what's really important in life.

Heartsdesire says: August 30, 2013 at 11:50 AM

What a wonderful way to spend a few days, so calm and soothing being beside a river. The fairy lights look great, they give everything such a beautiful patina.

I must thank you... your vacation, our pleasure!
This has been a lovely get away.

Sounds lovely...

I love the way you truly appreciate your life and everything in it. What a fabulous place. xx

Ha! :) No, we didn't bring the fairy lights -- they were there. (Even better.)

Perfect getaway!

It sounds perfectly lovely. If those are your lights, I really admire you for bringing them. I will have to try to remember to do that sometime.

Your little girl is so sweet..love looking at your photos.

so sweet. feel relaxed even though I wasn't there! great post. thank you.

These photos are so magical. What a lovely vacation.

jeannette says: August 30, 2013 at 12:48 PM

heaven. god protect and keep the joyous.

Isn't it the best when they start "talking"?? At least *they* think they are talking and carrying on real and serious conversations! Now mine is almost a teenager and oh, how I miss the days when all she could do was babble. ;)

Your vacation looks heavenly, and I can't get enough pictures of your little cutie pie. LOVE seeing you and Andy as parents.

Any leads on the Narwhal t-shirt worn by the Uncle? I have a daughter who would LOVE one.

You enjoy your life so much it makes me glad to share the world with you.

Very much I love your blog and your photos! Constantly look behind the beauty ;)

Nice. I look forward to your pictures, Thanks.

I just enjoyed a few perfect moments...Getting lost in your pictures and your story telling. Thank you, Alicia. You really bring so much pleasure to so many.

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My name is Alicia Paulson
and I love to make things. I live with my husband and daughter in Portland, Oregon, and design sewing, embroidery, knitting, and crochet patterns. See more about me at aliciapaulson.com

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