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January is promising me that things will become routine, and our life here will feel whole and full soon. 

We got year passes to the zoo so we can go whenever we want. I think of this as a good investment for us. So many animals to see and it never gets old because they do different crazy things every day. 

The view of the sun from the giant pier that is a short walk from our house…this will never get old either. I could watch the sun and the sea there in any weather, at any time of day. It’s a magical place.

One favorite daily ritual: My coffee sometimes gets cold before I finish it. There is about a third of a mug left some mornings. When that happens I add a drizzle of maple syrup, a few ice cubes, and top it with milk. It is the most deliciously easy iced coffee.

Happy long weekend! We’re gonna explore. And maybe go to the zoo again. xo

p.s. photo credit to Jeff for taking 90% of these.

We spent a perfect week at my family’s beach house last week. I don’t want to ruin it with words, but the feeling I have when my existense consists of swimming, letting the sun beat on me, reading on a porch swing, being fed, playing with my sister’s dog, taking outdoor showers, and going on walks or bike rides - all with people I love - is the BEST FEELING there is. I want to live on the beach forever, surrounded by everyone close to me.

We headed to the beach in the early morning before the rest of America arrived. For two hours, the ocean belonged to us. There are no waves on this beach, so we think of it as a lake with the benefit of ocean sounds and smells.

In winter, even here where there is no snow to transform the landscape, the beach is an entirely different place from the hot, crowded beach of summer. It’s beautiful for sure - despite the violent wind that forced us to walk with our backs toward the whipping sand and cut our picnic short. A nice break from the dog days.

P.S. Bringing a Canadian to the beach in winter is an experience in itself, I think.

This year is starting off great. Happy 2012!

Pictures from a walk on the beach after Christmas. The sights and smells are just as good in winter as in summer.