This will be the third year in a row that I've snagged a permit for our big group of Mernins and Hurleys. This year, though, our Figgy is in NYC and Punch is making her campfire debut. We will miss our Figgy.
We all love sitting around the flames while the waves crash under the moon. And speaking of Mernins, here's a shot [below] that H. took of Michael Mernin yesterday--he is husband to my Cape-loving friend Anne and dad to Ryan, Emmy and Nikki. He's our cherished friend [H. adores him as he would an older brother] and really smart. Here's the hardworking NYC attorney taking a well-deserved nap near Great Pond:
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