It has finally stopped raining in northern New Jersey, and not a minute too soon. I felt as if we had been living in Seattle, Washington instead of the Garden State. But after a pleasant Friday evening spent on the deck and having our first grilled pizza of the season, we decided we would leave early Saturday morning for our first day at the beach--or go down the shore as we say in New Jersey.
|Grilled pizza with mozzarella, campari tomatoes and arugula|
I pray every day that I live fully and joyfully, and this weekend I accomplished just that.
|Packing for our first picnic of the season which is always better on the beach|
|My summer reading nook|
|We were lucky enough to spend Saturday evening in J & L's garden|
|As our son lives in California, I treated John to his favorite hot dog dive for Father's Day|