We landed perfect weather for the long weekend and on Sunday afternoon, we headed south to visit my friend Sharkbutt and enjoy a last day at the beach. The waves, distant remnants from Hurricane Earl, were pretty spectacular. And the sunlight and breezy warmth also measured up quite nicely. It was a perfect day at the beach.
JT played in the sand, later announcing that he had sand in places it shouldn't be.
He dared the waves to knock him down and they obliged.
And we all banked some rest and relaxation for the tiring schooldays ahead.
Just when I think Donald Trump can’t be more disgraceful, he manages to be worse. Living in hope is a challenge with this government in charge and yet I will persist. I like to read (I just finished Elena Ferrante’s My Brilliant Friend), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… fireflies at twilight, lanterns with tiny lights, my freshened front porch, laughter, air conditioning, visits to my fairy garden, tomato blooms, flower bouquets, tiny zinnia flowers, antique Mason jars, striped t-shirts, iced tea, summer’s relaxation, a pile of books to be read, chambray napkins, supper on the back deck, sleeping in, birds chirping, backyard bunnies, cutting the grass, and the sweaty feel of a good workout.