While W has been out of town, Lucy and I have run amuck…staying up till all hours, having meals off-schedule, throwing caution to the wind when it comes to anything having to do with housekeeping. And Lucy’s walks have not been exempt from such behavior. Instead of her usual hour-plus traipses through hill and dale, we’ve been coming here, to the beach community next door. Although we’re out for a good hour, 15 to 20 minutes of that time is spent just sitting on this hillside, overlooking the beach. Taking pictures. Daydreaming. Giving and getting kisses. Lying and rolling in the grass. All not so beneficial for the body as wondrous for the soul.

Happy summer.