serenaSummer in New England is painfully short, like a blazing fireball that brings scorching days, but fades in a blink of an eye. So we enjoy every last bit of it as much as we can.
We visit Spectacle Island again, we bring friends.
We get sand between our toes.
We build sand castles and get them wrecked by little people.
We jump into sandpits with both feet and ignore Autumn looking over our shoulders.