Last Friday we decided to take an impromptu overnight trip to the coast. We picked up Thor from school and traveled the oh-so-familiar road through the woods until we met the sea. We headed to our little cottage for the night, ready to build a fire in the old brick fireplace and just relax. The crackling fire inside and the crashing of waves outside played a symphony in our ears until our eyes could no longer stay open.
Morning winds carried us down to the blue-grey beach, where we each seemed to get lost in our own moments of silence and solitude; regrounding, recharging.
We came home happy and ready for the coming week, vowing to trip the impromptu fantastic a little more often.