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.
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| Grilled pizza with mozzarella, campari tomatoes and arugula |
And what a glorious day it was. Not a rain cloud to be seen. Nothing but pure blue sky dotted with an occasional para-sailor or white streaks of condensation from unseen jets or those ubiquitous prop planes pulling their advertisements behind them. The early morning chilly breeze soon gave way to a pleasant heat and a lovely day at the beach.
I pray every day that I live fully and joyfully, and this weekend I accomplished just that.
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| Packing for our first picnic of the season which is always better on the beach |
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| My summer reading nook |
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| We were lucky enough to spend Saturday evening in J & L's garden |
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| As our son lives in California, I treated John to his favorite hot dog dive for Father's Day |
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