Now sporting flip flops on the weekends.
As the seasons change, progress can often happen slowly. Much of this spring has been unusually cold in New England. But Memorial Weekend started off hot and sunny.
As the unofficial kickoff to summer, it was well-timed. The weather gods rewarded my patience with a warm, glorious sunrise. The morning allowed me the chance to return to my summer flip flops, which I kicked off as I traipsed around the shallows at low tide to snap some photographs.
Perfect days aren't the norm, so they're meant to be relished. I dutifully worked to make the most of the day, from sunrise until the outdoor fire burned low well after dark. In between were some great moments heralding the start of summer vacation season: beach, boats, BBQ... I can't wait to see where these weekends take me (often still in my flip flops).