I find myself on a quiet Connecticut beach sitting on a deck with a gorgeous view on a humid day. I am exceedingly happy. What can I say? There is a reason to vacation. It takes you away from daily life and its inherent stresses.

I once poo-pooed the idea of a relaxing vacation at the beach. Vacation meant adventure, culture, exercise, creative work, even exertion.

Not this week (though I have plans to write). I am understanding the concept of slowing down, relaxing, not thinking, not doing.

Being.

The photograph is not where I am. It is a Joel Meyrowitz from his great book Cape Light.