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Valentine's Day Special: Adventure by the Sea, part 5....
Cassandra Frear continues sharing her 25th anniversary adventure. If you missed the 'lead ups' just scroll down and you'll find them. I hope you are all now looking forward to Valentine's Day with your special someone! Candlelight Shabbat dinner for two at home for us tonight-- our true 'mini-vacation' each and every week! -- Susan Richman, Editor PA Homeschoolers
My beloved spake and said unto me,
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
and come away.
For lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds is come,
and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.
- The Song of Solomon, KJV
The next morning I awoke, and we were still there. My husband was sleeping beside me. I was not dreaming.
I slipped out of our tall, canopy bed and went into the kitchen to make coffee. While it brewed, I padded across the wide-planked wood floor in my bare feet and pulled open the French doors overlooking the courtyard with palm trees and evergreens stretching up to the blue sky. The birds were singing the songs of spring. And the light, that wonderful light, splashed over my soul with the coffee that spilled into my white cup, embossed with an ivy design.
After we were dressed, we ambled down a street and poked our heads into bookstores. The buildings were old and studded with wrought iron and cornice designs. Shafts of the morning sun spilled across us from alleys of courtyards and sleeping gardens. We stumbled across a bakery, bought a brown paper bag of fresh bagels, and ate them with hummus at a park with dancing fountains and the sounds of harbor boats floating across the bay.
All that afternoon, and the next, we walked and walked along the beach, marveling at how we never seemed to grow tired of it. As the last afternoon waned, a pink haze rose from the horizon in the salty mist that made us damp, hair and faces and jackets. The sun shone from behind frosted glass on the silver sea and on the gray sand spread out like silk before us. We held hands without speaking and left our footprints upon its folds.
Our life. Yes, this is us. How lovely it is.
Have you ever been surprised by something beautiful?
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