Out on the water.

It seems like a week goes by and I suddenly say, oh, wait, I haven't posted in - oh, a week or so. I'm not sure why that is. Fall is coming. The child started school. You'd think I'd be posting up a storm. But I'm not. And today I had a small idea for posting, and suddenly found two link-ups I could share with, and one other I normally do (cause it's Wednesday, and that means I head to Shell's place for Pour Your Heart Out today!).

And so, here's what we did this weekend.

We finally got back out on the water. It was such a beautiful day. Almost fall-like. Almost. But way warmer than I expected. Which my daughter LOVED. Because, well ... look.

It was definitely chilly, but that didn't matter. She swam. By herself. But yes, that's my husband at the edge of the picture. Easily able to reach her if she needed him. She didn't care one way or the other. She loves the water. Which is something I'm so glad we've passed on to her. No fear. I seem to remember being that way when I was a kid. And now, even. Sometimes. My husband is, too. At least when it comes to water. So we're lucky. #nofear

And this picture kind of sums up the sort of bliss she feels out on the water. It also makes me really happy. #nofilter

So while this isn't quite your normal (okay, MY normal) Pour Your Heart out post, it totally represents what I love about family time on the weekends. We did invite some friends out with us, but they weren't able to make it. And that was okay. Sometimes it's okay to be out there, just the three of us. Enjoying each other. And the water. And the fresh air and sunshine.

Sometimes that's what it's all about. A small escape from the mundane or the plugged in. Yes, I know, I used my phone out there to capture a few moments. I often try to be better about NOT doing that, but then, then I look at these shots and smile. I like to have them. When she's in her 20s and looking back at her childhood I like that I'll have these pictures.

You know - our parents captured important moments - never the seemingly insignificant ones of visiting with family on the weekends or taking a walk around the neighborhood. I surely don't have a single picture of myself riding my bike or on roller skates. Which is fine. But is it wrong that now we capture those shots? It would be if that's ALL we did. If we weren't in the midst of the moment, as well. I think that I noticed that at a concert recently. I took a few shots, and tried to record a moment or two (ssssh), and then realized, put the phone away. Enjoy yourself. You paid to hear and see and live and experience. And there's no need to document. But is it any different than when I hit concerts growing up and brought a camera? A 35mm or my digital? Yes and no. I don't know why, it just is.

Well, I guess this turned into a PYHO type of post, after all. Heh.

I'm also linking up with Diana Stone of Diana Wrote for Glimpses and Greta at gfunkified for #iPPP (even though I don't have an iPhone - she said it's okay!).

So, how was your weekend? Are you able to enjoy the weather where you are? Is fall there yet? Have you had your first Pumpkin Spice Latte of the not-quite-season? Are you ready for my birthday? I mean ... Halloween ...? I'm SO not. Seriously. Not. Ready. I still have so much to do. 

Guess I better get started. What to do first ...? Maybe I'll start with a cup of coffee. Sounds easy enough. Catch y'all later. #Cheers

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