We made a short and sweet visit to Virginia, to visit our dear ones there, joining them for a camping weekend on the Rappahannock River. It was a weekend of excesses - beauty, sun, water, good food, stars, drink - and just the thing to ring in this new season. Early, of course, as it's only just turning June tomorrow, but how can you not sing Summer! in the face of fireflies? Swallows building nests? Sweat that forms the minute you, well, breathe??
|Marshlands along the Rappahannock River|
|Willa running for the water|
|Eliza, the fierce water nymph|
|Finder of stones|
|Chris, the personal water taxi|
|The Parents, by Ani|
|The not-so-little Littles: Willa, Anwen and Ani|
|Rescuing a cicada from the water|
It was an intense weekend, perhaps most eloquently represented by the male mockingbird who sang his spring song nearly the entire time we were gathered, perched in the tree just over our tent. We heard blue jay, warbler, robin, cardinal, hawk, seagull, and possibly car alarm sometime in the wee hours of the night, coming from his talented throat. Miraculous and a bit crazy-making - kind of like having the opportunity to be with people we love in a beautiful place plus the reality of over-tired sun-drenched children not quite making it to their sleeping bags before the crashing begins....all made better by the presence of good friends and a glass of wine! Lovely start of summer.