Despite the outpouring
of support from our kind readers (thank you!), Lucy's death so quickly
on the heels of Artemesia's sent me and Mark reeling. On a whim, we
filled extra feeders and waterers for the animals left behind, hopped
in the car, and drove to the very closest beach to our farm --- Myrtle.
The oceanfront suite we
nabbed at a steep discount felt strangely private despite being one of
hundreds at Forest Dunes. Even better, opening the door onto our hefty
balcony let in the sights, smells, and sounds of the sea. This is the
closest I've ever slept to the beach and I reveled in snoozing to the
soundtrack of waves breaking against the shore.
Watching the sun rise
from my bed was quite a treat as well.
Of course, Myrtle Beach
isn't a very natural seashore. Wildlife sightings consisted of scads of
gulls (three different species), a couple of plovers, a fish crow or
two, and a few flocks of pelicans. Despite all that, I thoroughly
enjoyed four long walks on the beach and one cold but invigorating swim
in the ocean. Really, just sitting on that balcony would have been
enough to make the drive worthwhile.
Two nights was just long
enough to remind us that the world is full of peace and joy before we
drove back to our waiting farm. Despite our ancient car, which finished
the drive held together by two long pieces of gaffer's tape and a
dilapidated shoelace, we feel so grateful to have chosen a lifestyle
that allows us to take the time we need to fill the hole in our hearts.
And thank you for following along on our journey!
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