Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Don't You Wish You Were at the Beach?

It's official, we've reached that part of the summer when the pavement is as hot as the hinges of Hell and all I can think is...  
"I wish I were at the beach."

This beach is the coast of Zeeland - on a surprisingly (to me) hot day.  The water was warmer than I expected too, but still cool enough to be refreshing  - not like our pool, whose temperature has reached bring-your-own-tea-bag.

Some of the best times ever are on the shady porch of a beach-side rental cottage, the warm breeze off the Gulf tugging at drying beach towels, drinking cold sweaty-bottled beer, listening to gulls.

Right now I hear lawn-mowers.

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