Going With the Flow

In a mood entirely unusual for me, I felt the urge to travel to the water. I enjoy showers but that's about as watery as I get. But when I met up with my friend Laurie and she recommended places we could visit together- after a delightful lunch- I seconded something watery.

So we wound up at an Old Lyme preserve; a delightful easy walk (especially after a hearty lunch!) that wound peacefully through trees and an open meadow and finally arrived at an inlet of Long Island Sound. It was lovely.

There was water... lovely peaceful, slowly rippling water. And rocks and birds and quiet. It was exactly what I needed. As seen in the picture above, there was small rocky islands and there were birds chasing each other. Hawks and Kingfishers and Terns and Seagulls... it was quite magic and relaxing.

I don't know about anyone else, but these last few weeks- nay months! have been extraordinarily stressful and fucking crazy. Maybe we all need a trip to the tidal marshes. Yikes.