In the quiet

I want a day.

A day with no responsibilities.

Lake with cold water surrounded by trees and snow-capped mountains. City park in the Alpine resort of Chamonix
Lake with cold water surrounded by trees and snow-capped mountains. City park in the Alpine resort of Chamonix

One in which I wake up in a mountain home and walk naked to a clear lake for a bracing swim that invigorates body and soul. Knowing the only eyes upon me are God’s and the eagle flying overhead.

I want to see, really see, the sun’s light sparkling on the water as it ascends in the sky. Hear fish jump with a satisfying kerplunk. Smell the fresh mountain air. Feel the warmth of the sun healing my soul, quieting my mind.

I want to run back to the house, laughing at the sheer joy of a day that is mine, all mine.

After a warm shower, I cook a breakfast with pure focus. The mix of flour and milk in a bowl to make a batter I’ve not had time to create in many moons. The sizzle of an egg in the pan as the smell of hearty pancakes wafts from the griddle. I sip coffee and fresh-squeezed orange juice as I eat on the back terrace, overlooking the lake that began my day.

I think about nothing other than what I am eating or drinking.

I am in the moment.

Closeup of slice of watermelon on adirrondack chair on the grass
Closeup of slice of watermelon on adirrondack chair on the grass

The bills are far, far away. So are the town gossips, the work demons, the deadlines clashing and clamoring for my attention.

The laundry, the dirty dishes and yard work are nowhere to be seen.

Instead, a good book. An Adirondack chair on the lawn, under the large oaks. A bike, awaiting a rider. A path, awaiting a hiker.

The majesty of the mountain makes my cares seem silly.

I watch the sun set and the moon rise as I sip a Cabernet that tastes like it was made by the gods, the flames of the firepit dancing happily.

Clarity comes.

In the quiet.

Even for just one day.




19 Comments Add yours

  1. Roy McCarthy says:

    Why wouldn’t you Kristine? It’s all there for the taking. You just need to be a little selfish for once. Beautifully written, and love the new glam profile pic 🙂

  2. I’ll take it. Sounds like a perfect day — nature, reading, pancakes. That plus solitude. What else could you need?

  3. Aunt Beulah says:

    It sounds perfect, Kay, in every way. Just lovely. Your words captured serenity.

  4. That sounds like a wonderful day – I hope you have many of them.

  5. Now that sounds like an amazing day. I pray you get one like that soon!

  6. cristi says:

    Yes…every daily chore at bay. “The majesty of the mountain makes my cares seem silly.” Nature brings great perspective, you inspired me today!!!

    1. candidkay says:

      Good! I hope I inspired you to get yourself out there in a landscape bigger than your cares:).

  7. Sounds lovely. Autumn is coming with all of its coziness and charm. Soon, very soon.

  8. Sounds like heaven! May you receive this gift ten fold.

  9. RuthsArc says:

    Beautiful. Dream big and make it happen.

  10. Beautifully expressed.
    It will happen.

  11. You paint a picture of exactly what I want. The trouble is my mind works overtime and so even in that dream, I think of my cholesterol rising because of the fried egg and the refined flour playing havoc with my blood sugar level. Ah! It would be nice dream for my mind to go take a holiday and leave me in peace. 🙂

    1. candidkay says:

      lol. Stressed even in your relaxing daydream.

  12. Anne C says:

    I want, need, this too.

  13. I do that every day Kay…but they arrested me for the swimming bit 😀
    Okay, I’m kidding, but I do have a lovely lake to look over with magic sunsets, food to enjoy, walks to wander….but I gave up the wine. And I admit, I miss the occasional glass by a barbecue 🙂
    Great post, must be making you really hang out for a break to enjoy all that. Now is a good time, otherwise we tend to put them off forever, one reason or another. Go for it 🙂

  14. markbialczak says:

    You are there in your mind, Kay. That vivid picture you paint is a start, no? I wish for you the real thing as soon as it can be swung.

  15. Amy says:

    May all the quiet beauty you imagine be yours – if not all at once, then at least in the pleasantest of little lovely increments. xox

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