living by the water means one thing most of the time: you take it for granted.
i’ve grown up living 15 minutes from the beach (30 on a bad traffic day), sand in between my toes, boat rides whenever the grandparents wanted, walking on a dock barefoot, too many sunburns, and never enough hours in the day. Wetlands and salt water have always been normal for me.
as i’ve gotten older i’ve realized how truly beautiful it is…
…and how blessed i am to see all of this beauty.
Sunday i was out at my grandparents house hanging out on the dock with my cousin Ty. the sun was setting, i was snapping pictures – and it just really hit me “man, we really live in a beautiful place” he just laughed and said “yeah we do” – “i mean – we are really so lucky that we’re able to come out here whenever we want and just look at the water and marsh”…it’s true.
i take it for granted far too often.
God is a masterful, beautiful creator – and i forget it, a lot.
here are some snippets from Sunday.
thanks grandma + grandaddy for letting us come out and ride around on the golf cart, fish, lay out, explore the woods, eat your food, and be stupid. 🙂 y’all rock.
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ps – thank y’all for all of the birthday wishes yesterday! <3
pps – Tobi is driving me mad. he is still peeing outside of his box – just to piss me off (because he’s being treated for a UTI so it isn’t that). I have to go buy a new litter box for him tonight (per vets recommendations to help him calm the freak down).
ppPs – etsy crushes tomorrow. 🙂