away from the everyday...

The sun beats down hot, but the breeze coming across the gulf is cool.  I could sit here all day.

I can hear their voices being carried in by the wind.  I don't know what they are saying, but it really doesn't matter, it makes me smile.  It is not the content of the conversation that makes the communication between father and son meaningful. It is the fact that they are sharing. One passing along some tidbit of interesting, the other commenting on it.  Once in a while I notice a description involving wide arm movements.

I cherish this scene and the laughter that makes its way across the waves. Sometimes the best conversations happen when you are away from the tv, the radio, the buzz of everyday life.  Even if it is not a real vacation, but a day stolen from midweek...