Gifted

Such a nice overnight in town of Ocean Beach on Fire Island! I’m definitely going back there, even on day trips. Patch of paradise. Hope to write more about it.

Owen’s Dad w retro layer cake friend brought from Rolling Pin Bakery.

Beach tradition.

Happy childhood moment in the sun.

Punch fell asleep in the back seat of the car, content and covered with my pink sweatshirt and Dan’s fuzzy brown jacket and, for a pillow, my sky-blue jacket.

Is there a more peaceful way to drift to sleep than after a boat ride from an island in the sea?

Good night. I emptied my skirt pocket of the four tiny, perfect seashells I brought back for Figgy.