summer reflections

As I fall into the sobering reality

of a full time job,

it makes me wax nostalgic

on that vague memory

called 

summer...

We enjoyed our annual trek
to Sunset Beach.

When we arrived,
it was late afternoon
and perfectly picturesque.

John 

managed to score the 

perfect table.
The view was 

Insane.

It grew

more and more

beautiful

as the sun set.

We talked.

We laughed.

We ate.

We savored

Andre's rose'.

And

as usual,

closed the place

down.

Aaaahhhh,

summer.

Thanks for the memories.