Late afternoon at the beach house in the summertime. I literally look at this photo and feel the sensation of standing in that kitchen in the Hamptons with Aunt Marlene. Maybe I spent the day listening to the waves crash at the beach, and I just got back and showered off the salt in the fresh air of the outdoor shower. Such peaceful memories.
Nice picture. That evening sun glistens into their house. I miss the beach. I’ll have to make it up there this summer.
Thanks Daveo! It’s a special place…so many nice memories there…
Aw, bless Aunt Marlene! Sounds like a wonderful visit! 🙂
thanks for sharing!
Haha thank you and thanks for stopping by!