Morning Ritual

This morning, our last morning, has been, alas, an exception, but all the other mornings this week Ian went out swimming around 7:30am. I don't think he was out for long--just long enough to bob a half dozen times in the chilly surf. Frequently, he was back before I was even awake. But yesterday and the day before, I went with him for the first dip of the day, and I have to say, I enjoyed it. Not so much that I would do it every day if I lived here, but a bracing salt water bath before you're really awake does seem to be a nice way to begin a day on vacation.