I'm beginning to come back to earth and about to head home after a glorious, joyous set of weddings. One very happy nephew and niece are honeymooning on a tropical beach, and more importantly (to me), a very happy son and daughter are settling in to life before heading off in the autumn to Italy - and a beach. Their wedding pictures include many of us in full wedding regalia wiggling our bare toes in the sand - on a beach. And as I finally have a chance to check out my geneablogger world, to see what's been happening while I've been on autopilot, I am writing this on my last day in a cottage nestled in the dunes - above that same beach.
So it was quite a kick this morning to start dipping into the blogs and find Carol's beach reverie at Reflections From the Fence which led me to Sharing a Slice of Life. Most of what I've done here has been a family history variety of what Lisa so perfectly labeled 'show and tell' - especially this summer of weddings. And that is my goal. But texasblu's prompts open the memory floodgates and the most amazing images and snippets flow by. I may not post each week, but I can't imagine a better way to start or finish my day than sipping something appropriate to the hour and letting the memories she prompts wash over me. Well, maybe not the Bug prompt. Don't want that washing over me - ever.
But beaches - those memories will flow forever. I grew up on a New England beach, honeymooned on Virginia Beach (it is for lovers - until the hurricane warnings are posted and the Navy sails out to sea), watched my daughter take her first steps on a South Carolina beach (still littered with debris from another hurricane), dragged my children back to New England every summer to rocky and sandy beaches, watched them grow up (and marry!) on a Michigan beach where I sit now contemplating my return to a beachless home. We will be back next summer, will walk a mile south of town and see this, and know we are still creating new memories.