Life is like a speeding train at the moment. The end of the school year approaches, I am squeezing in a freelance project before the summer break, and relaxation is somewhat mythical. Although I admit, I do make time on my weekends to just sit and read a book if only for twenty minutes. Those moments are essential for my sanity. I went digging through my archives to find this photo from last September when I spent almost an entire Saturday in our hammock on one of the last hot days of summer. I recall feeling so lethargic that I actually hollered for my hubby to please bring me my camera since I couldn't be bothered to do it myself. Thankfully he's an accommodating guy.
I love not only the abstract feel of Clare-B's photo, other than that exquisite sliver of focus, but also its title -- drifting into dreams -- it evokes what true relaxation is about for me, being without plans or even conscious thoughts, time to daydream. Spa not necessary, just time and space......
mosey of mosey along
Drifting into Dreams by Clare-B