The Song Remembers When

This afternoon, I heard one of my favorites songs: Black by Pearl Jam. As I sang along, a perfect memory flashed in my mind.

It was the summer of 1996 and Mr. Q and I were driving by Otter Cliffs in Acadia National Park, singing along to a mix tape in his Daytona. He was back from two semesters abroad and ready to start senior year. I was a few weeks short of 21 and he bought me wine coolers. We had dinner with friends and then watched our first sunset together from Cadillac Mountain. We were "just friends", but I still think of that day as one of our first dates.

Bliss.

Delicious Day

Today was one of those unexpected, amazing days full of sunshine, blue sky, happy children and springtime blossoms!

Life Isn't Simple

"The trouble with simple living is that, though it can be joyful, rich, and creative, it isn't simple." ~Doris Janzen Longacre