Our outdoor concert that got rained out.. thank goodness, I think Mrs. Gadsen next door was about to have a heart attack.Our outdoor concert that got rained out.. thank goodness, I think Mrs. Gadsen next door was about to have a heart attack.

In the middle of the heat and construction at our house Ray and I decided the best way to measure the weight of fruit is to create your own scale.

The worst Garage sale ever.

Maria and me and all the kittens.

Peanut

Scott , the only New Jersey cowboy I know

This is an early summer shot of the queen of bikes… We miss you Jess…

All our new Bikes

Morning pre-beach snack at Clara's.

What can I say about this summer? It was so perfect, delicious like homemade jam and refreshing like a swim in the ocean. I try not to get nostalgic about it but it was just so good. Now Maria is in Washington D.C. , Jess is in South America somewhere hula hooping and Brady’s been to Cuba and back, but we have some amazing photos that tell our story… here they are…

Our Turkish friends

Mischa and I before our contra dance at the best bar in town

Which is cuter? I don’t know

Ray is saying, "They act just like kittens."

Henriet and Johannehe from Holland… where the sun is not so bright

Bike Maintenance at it’s best…

Our Garden

Our Aussie from Tennessee