Four friends grabbed their suitcases, boxes of produce and favorite snacks, and headed to the Oregon coast this weekend to escape the pressures of home and business. Quiet time for writing, painting, sewing, doing whatever presented itself while the rest of the world made do without us.
We did a lot of talking (as women do), tea drinking, and sharing recipes. The weather was our 5th companion for the weekend.
We got a little bit of everything, from rain to wind to blue skies to hail and snow.
The surf roared while the sand blowed and we tucked safely into our warm beds each evening.
If I could give every artist or anyone for that matter a weekend like this I'm sure the world would be better for it. Sharing what we know.
Telling our secrets and dreams and troubles.
Allowing ourselves to be open and trusting with our deepest desires.
It rarely snows on the Oregon coast but on the third morning we woke up to a white beach. It was a sparkly surprise.
This photo above was taken by Jen Goff and she gave me permission to share. Ahhhhh ...
And also she took the picture of the firmly rooted tree, so dreamy in the snowy field.
We all watched the horizon for the fabled green flare and instead we got this dramatic sunset that looked like fire at sea.
I am renewed spiritually but maybe coming down with a cold. Sweet earth, thank you for your staggering beauty. For the colors, the cold, the fragrances, the hard and the easy. But most of all for so many beautiful human beings to befriend and enjoy. Right besides each of us; there's one now. Love the one you're with. xo