When I started blogging they had this thing called Wordless Wednesday.
Do you remember it?
I’m not really sure who started it….but every Wednesday bloggers would simply post a picture like this one I just took for the beach house tour.
Beautiful, wonderful, amazing pictures….
….without any words.
And then we all would jump from one another’s blogs and look at the beautiful pictures and be all inspired in the middle of the week and leave comments like….”amazing pictures” and “wow….what a wonderful scene.”
Or something equally clever.
And everyone would be wordless and inspired all at the same time.
I really, really did.
I wanted to be a team player and be all wordless and on board with the simplicity of a beautiful picture….
….but I just never made it.
Every time I would post a picture and get ready to publish the post….
….I would think of something to say.
I would ruin all that wonderful wordless inspiration with a story about the Real Housewives of New York or a post about how I was late for book club or a conversation about my great hair day.
And then you would comment and I would laugh and tell myself that next week…..
….next week I would be wordless.
And so today is that day.
Total is Wordless Wednesday on the blog.
I mean….I know I already started off with a few words and a few pictures…..but for the rest of the post I’m going to be quiet and let all the pictures do the talking and inspiring.
Oh wait….I really need to interrupt this wordless post with just one more thing that I totally forgot to tell you.
In case you are wondering if I just randomly found this beach house and asked if I could photograph it.
This is my cousin’s house.
I photographed it and posted it here because…..
….I love it.
How could someone not?
Yesterday when I was photographing the house and my husband was helping me move the camera around and rearrange the pillows and the sea breezes were filling the rooms and you could smell the ocean….
….I literally started dancing with joy.
Not that it was a fancy dance or anything.
It was a cross between the hula and macarena….
…..sprinkled with extra excitement.
And in the middle of all that dancing…..
….I called my cousin.
And told her:
1. This was my favorite house in the universe.
2. I was so thankful she was letting me share it with all of you.
3. I was moving in.
Okay….back to being wordless again.
I can’t help it….one more word.
Did you see the ladder?
Did you sigh?
Me, too. 🙂
I made it.
And now….if you need me….you’ll find me here when it’s not Wednesday.
With a glass of sweet tea and lime…..
….and plenty of wordful conversation. 🙂