It's funny; I thought I was good and ready for fall. This season has been pretty scorching hot, and disappointing in some aspects. Yet as I wound down the summer hurrahs with my loved ones, I found myself feeling that old sadness that we always feel when summer ends. Sure, we'll have warm weather for a few more weeks, but fall is already making her appearance known with cooler mornings and evenings. I'm glad I made the most of my final real weekend of summer, with delicious watermelon cocktails from the Cocktail Club...
...and fresh, yummy tomatoes grown in my Uncle Joe's garden for our post-beach sandwiches...
...and of course, beers on the beach.
'Til next time, dear summer.
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