On A Whim

"When was the last time you spent a quiet moment just doing nothing- just sitting and looking at the sea, or watching the wind blowing the tree limbs, or waves rippling on a pond, a flickering candle or children playing in the park?" --Ralph Marston

This was one of those days when I just decided on a whim to grab our kayaks and find somewhere close to float them. Too many fun family moments go unexperienced because I am too worried about planning the perfect adventure. What's wrong with throwing a couple of kayaks in the back of a truck, scrounging your swimsuit out of the wash, grabbing some Subway on the way, and just spending an hour or two on the water? There was a pond we had heard about that was literally five minutes away, which was just perfect for such a whim.

It was just a little pond really. Just us and a couple of fisherman were out enjoying the water. The water was like a sheet of glass, still as can be. No motor boats allowed! Perfect for a quiet evening of kayaking.

We only own three kayaks, so everyone must take turns. This is me sporting my concerned mother face. I was yelling at Jonah not to go into the water passed his knees. 

This is what happens when you leave the camera on the shore with your unattended children.

This kid is a master photo-bomber. When you want him in the picture, he is impossible to pin down, but when you don't, he is ever present. This right here is mischief personified.

And this is my Gatsby Girl sporting her new hat. She just finished the tragic book this afternoon with a tear and a sigh. She looks like Daisy herself. If only Mr. Gatsby would show up with his charming smolder and nice yacht to whisk her away.

And this is my cellist showing off her guns. 

"Do you lift weights?"

"No, I play the cello."

As I sat out in the middle of that tranquil pond, with the love of my life and my sweet daughter, and watched the ducks float across the water and the sun setting in the distance, I declared that it simply doesn't get any better than this. Thank heavens for passing thoughts put into fruition. Thank heavens for whims realized.