This is our eighth summer we’ve vacationed here.
There is something comforting about returning to the same place year after year.
There is no compulsion to sight see when you’ve been there, done that.
Instead, over these years we have developed our own peaceful, restful vacation routine.
Coffee, breakfast, and devotions on the veranda that looks out at the San Jacinto mountains.
A walk before it gets too hot.
Swimming, sunning, reading by the pool.
The desert heat has soothed away sore muscles, aching joints.
Dinner made by us at the condo or at one of our favorite restaurants is the big decision of the day.
We truly are resting.
We have left the responsibilities at home in Capable Hands.
I am so grateful for this time of rest and refreshing for body, soul and spirit.
I continue to count my thanks
piling up gratitude
day by day
in my little green journal.
-baby granddaughter’s backyard pool at our house.
-turning another year older
-lots of birthday messages and love
-safe flight to L.A. and an uneventful, safe drive to my brother’s house in the middle of the night
-morning devotions in his gorgeous back yard
-the smell of the sea
-the blue, green water
-the drive over the mountains from L.A. to Palm Springs
-the blessing of using our friend’s timeshare condo
-the dry, desert heat
-the unique beauty of the Coachella Valley
-cloudless blue skies
-daughter and grandbabies in South Carolina are coming to see us and are able to come sooner than we thought
-Psalm 6:9 Thank you God that you have heard my supplication and that you receive my prayer