Wednesday, July 11, 2012

the fourth in nine

my mother brings vases to the beach :)

 storm rolling in 

italian meats





my right foot did not enjoy the bugs that evening

we spent the fourth of july on long island with my family.
it is always such a treat to have time to relax at home, instead of feeling like your part of a chinese fire drill because you're trying to squeeze everything into two days.
our four days were spent a little something like this: 
beach. eat. nap. eat. fire pit. sleep. rinse and repeat.  
maybe throw in a walk or two or a cup of coffee and an italian pastry (and then another nap).  
i'm still full.  

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