...red in the face...

A weekend beach escape was great...courtesy of the DiCarlos. Fire Island is really perfect. Even though it was cloudy on the main day we were there, it was perfect. I had the ocean all to my self for a moment in time. A seagull cried out a warning as I noticed a constellation of sand on the back of my hand. It was such a heartbreaking, grey, beautiful day. Of course, today was perfect in a different way...the sun was out, the sky was BRIGHT, the waves were fantastic. Luckily, we got to enjoy it before we took the ferry back to the air-conditioned rodeo-of-a-city we live in.