Day’s end. Week’s end. A moment to reflect on the initiatives and accomplishments of the preceding days. Rain reprieve. Humidity normal. Productivity driven by deadlines approaching. A chair with a view of new lawn, old icehouse, reconfigured clay court, and an apple plucked from the orchard,…
An apple a day, they say, keeps the doctor away. Perhaps. And with Rosslyn’s orchard festooned in ripening apples, perhaps doctors will be unnecessary despite a creeping uptick in COVID cases among some friends and familiars.
Doctors or no doctors, apple adage or not, a quiet moment overlooking the still coalescing icehouse rehabilitation from a comfortable chair in the shade while crunching a flavorful organic apple was a perfect way to restore perspective. And calm. And gratitude.
Then down yo the water spectacular sunset surfing with nephew and friends. A long week. A perfect beginning to Labor Day weekend.