last weekend we went to the beach. i even did the un-thinkable and took a day off from work on friday and we ran away from home on thursday night. it was glorious.
we swam in the ocean
ate fish tacos outside and saw surprise fireworks
drank old people cocktails and felt like we were in mad men… french 75- my new drink of choice
went to the farmers’ market on the riverfront and bought blackberries, raspberries, peaches, and green beans
found a tasty new brunch spot
narrowly missed a few well-timed rainstorms
sat in the sunshine until we looked like tan old salts.
i think i will always be in love with the ocean. it seems like life just slows down and everything makes a little bit more sense. take me back!