Seasonal Shift…Second Summer
With the equinox this past week and the super blood moon looming tonight around 7pm, there is palpable shift in seasons. Even if it is still 80 and sunny with a water temp of 73 in my hood. I have boots and sweaters on deck, but still rotating through bikinis and cut offs most days I’m not at work.
But there are signs the shift is happening. The sun is setting around 6:45pm, football is on and we practically get the beach to ourselves. Not going to complain about that last bit. M and I have a goal to get in the water as much as possible until the wind changes. It’s good to have goals.
We have been in the habit of walking to a sweet little spot called Las Olas for dinner on either Friday or Saturday nights. We set out a bit before sunset and walk on the beach, cut across the street and, voila, ready for dinner. The place is always bustling so you usually have to have a margarita (or two) before your table is ready. But it’s across the street from the beach and you have a cocktail in hand so who’s in a hurry?
I know this all looks like an easy-breezy life. And in a lot of ways it is. We work hard during the week so we’ve made a commitment to each other to create a laid-back life that we truly look forward to being in when we’re home and together. It’s simple, but not always easy. Life throws you curve balls all of the time. Some are bigger than others and it’s amazing how fast you can spin out of control. Or get down because something didn’t happen the way you thought or expected it to. So I take these pictures to capture the really good moments. And as a visual reminder of how much goodness I have in my life. Amazing friends, family, place to live and my love who knows me better than anyone.
I love this picture above of M. How can you be that dreamy looking and hate having your picture taken? He is my audacious, funny, intense, good-natured and, even thought I don’t like to admit it, “more patient than I give him credit for” love. Who calmly handles it when I swear emphatically in a frustrated voice, that I’ve set up my new phone correctly and that clearly something is broken when it was me typo-ing a server address. He’ll nod sympathetically, calmly let me spin for a few minutes then take the phone and fix the problem. Some men bring flowers, others fix your stuff. And that has its own element of romance.
So as we drift into the end of the weekend and tonight’ super blood moon becomes visible, I guess it makes sense to be a little nostalgic about some big life changes for us that happened this gloriously, beautiful summer.
How timely that I stumbled onto a great read about what the super moon brings. For those more skeptical about astrology and symbolic meanings, take it with a grain of salt. But I usually find these explanations bring me some peace and calm when my rational mind is struggling to make sense of things. And I thought it was cool. So, if interested, you can read more about it at Mystic Mamma…read the entire thing here. The part below really spoke to me and the things I’m working on these past few weeks.