Hey everyone, we're home! I missed the kids and the dog, missed the sewing machine too. Can't wait to get back at it. The trip was romantic, relaxing, exciting, fun, and filled with inspiration. It was wonderful having the time to take in and really look at my surroundings. Inspiration was everywhere...color, pattern, texture, sound, smells. I can hardly believe that I didn't blog a bit during the trip. Actually I can...the week flew by...the daily walks on the beach lasted for hours and the hikes up the mountains happened daily too. We took a bit of time to explore some of the coastal towns and even spent a day bumming around Portland. We love out of the way places and local flavor. We drank it in!
Our hosts at the Ocean Point Inn in Arch Cape, Oregon were fabulous. They run a wonderful little place and did everything possible to make our stay simply perfect. For most of the week we were the only ones there and it was very much like having a private place on the ocean. Bruce and Ron made us breakfast every morning. Our favorite was the poached eggs in wontons. Every morning was something unique and equally fabulous! We could get used to that! We sat in these chairs..usually with blankets cuddled around us and looked at these views and listened to the waves crash on the rocks and roll up on the beach.
Hiking in the coastal rainforest was amazing. My husband loves to take me to places with signs like this...I have a bit of a fear of heights and some vertigo issues...I always seem to be the one on the side with the cliff or ravine and one step away from oblivion. After 25 years...I'm resigned to it, but it never fails, I am always rewarded with rushing mountain streams, gorgeous wildflowers, natural beauty and at the top...a fabulous vista.
The best part of the trip was spending 7 straight, uninterrupted days with my husband. Twenty-five years seems like yesterday to us. I can't imagine myself not married to him, not being his partner, not loving him. It was a joy to see his face light up each time he saw a new vista that took his breath away, to see the flush on his face after a great run on the beach or through the woods, to hold his hand, touch his face, or simply watch him enjoy life. I am a lucky woman, though as my mom says, it isn't luck at all. You have to choose well. I did.