Have you ever wished you could bottle a moment in time? I’m sitting at my desk here in Colorado on a cool, windy, dry March day trying to uncork a minute from just a week ago in Hawaii.
Its 78 degrees, with a refreshing ocean breeze blowing; my hair and board shorts are still wet from the ocean and I can feel the salt water in my nose. My mind is fully converted to “island time” where I don’t have a schedule and the constant and reassuring sound of the surf is always in the background like a rocking chair for my psyche. The recent gentle rush of riding a surfboard down a wave has left a smile on my face and the excitement of swimming next to a sea turtle is still palpable. I’m watching the kids. Z is imitating the older teenagers launching off waves with a boogie board and M is playing contentedly in the sand and surf.
It’s just a fleeting instant, but it’s a good one; a vacation in every sense of the word.
And in pictures:
M cruises a wave:
Z could not get enough of the surf:
The majestic Na Pali coast, bird's-eye view:
Swimming with the fishies:
to sun down: