Happily, Ryan and I made it up to the cottage for the Memorial Day long weekend. There's a tangible shift in the energy in the car as soon as we get on 81 North and the pines become more prevalent. Though we were only away for about 2 1/2 days, it was still long enough to relax and recharge, have some great food at the local pub, and spend time with friends.
The tough part is making that feeling last after we've arrived home. Going back to work felt weird. My body was there, at my desk, performing all the tasks I'm used to, meanwhile my mind was still on the beach, in the cabin, in the woods, birding. Sort of like floating in an alternate reality.