Thursday, March 17, 2011

St. Patrick's Day- The Greenway Way

Happy Saint Patrick’s Day from us!

It has been a great day. We woke up, made some cookies, and headed out for a picnic at the Greenway because of my great friend who is awesome at organizing playdates.

A while ago I posted about our picture-perfect afternoon at the Greenway, “A Dream Day”, and this one had new reasons to take pictures. New friends, new activities, and St. Patrick’s Day! (Oh, and I remembered my camera)

Our last trip to the field was months ago now, and we finally made it back. This time, we were soaking up some green for St. Patrick’s Day at the Greenway. We made the trek out to the cluster of trees and the kids played, and played, and played! It feels so great to get there and unleash the kids.

It's like the air is even better out there. Within moments of safely crossing the parking lot, freedom begins and the rest doesn’t matter for a little while.

I was born and raised near the ocean. I miss it. I don’t realize how much I miss it until I get to visit it. The ocean heals me. Everything seems smaller when standing at the edge of land and look at the vastness of the ocean. Everything. It gives me perspective.

We don’t have an ocean in Tallahassee. Before moving here, I always knew my compass directions based on the location of the water. Even seven years later, I rarely know which way is “up” here,

probably because the roads in this town go in circles. C’mon, its where government does its business!

Land has never really been my “thing.” Don’t get me wrong. I like land, it just doesn’t move me the way the ocean does. Maybe that’s also a product of being a South Florida kid. Our mountains were landfills. The only hills we have are road overpasses. It is flat land, very flat.

This greenspace is one of the few areas of land that has had that healing effect. It is vast, there are little hills, and there is little need to be hovering over the kids telling them “no” every other second.

I have had a couple run-ins with "perfect" this week, and being reminded that we aren't, in a good way. We are parents. We do the best we can, day in and day out. Some of us share the good times, some of us the bad, and some the inbetween. I'm thankful when I am lucky enough to step back and appreciate these moments and my kids, who are growing up way too fast.

It was a great way to spend St. Patrick’s Day! So, cheers to you, Marlo, for getting us all together!

Here are a few pictures from our fun

Friends on their way to have fun


Capes (of course)

View of a small part of the space

Blowing bubbles

Three girls under a forest tent

Girls and a hula hoop

An Irish blessing:

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May sun shine warm upon your face,
the rain fall soft upon your fields,
and until we meet again
may God hold you in the hollow of His hand.


  1. I love that you spent the day this way. And I totally know what you mean...I miss the ocean, too.

  2. It was great spending the day with you too!

  3. I'm wishing there was a "like" button so I could just click next to your comments!

    Thanks, all!