Wildflowers blooming, the feel of damp moss on fingertips, the rush of the Big Sur River, children left alone to explore, achieving the perfectly toasted marshmallow, the donuts and quiche and pizza and wine (not all at once) at Big Sur Bakery, sleeping in a cabin and not a tent in the woods, searching for lizards and mountain lions, the view at Pfeiffer Beach, running full speed down a sand dune, clothes shed to run through the ocean, the sunrise through the Redwoods, the colors of dusk through the Redwoods, wine and adult talk by the fire 'til late, the glow of children sleeping by the fireplace, homemade granola for breakfast, no cell phone service, the inventiveness of our children and their friends, the smell of campfires still left in our clothes after we've unpacked, the feeling of being enveloped by green and clean air, a brilliant sun, and the chance for all of us to reconnect.