Scenes from the Atlantic Antic, aka the weekend I stuffed my face.

(It was no Jamaican jerk chicken, but it did the job.)

And funnel cake! (Un)Fortunately, that was in my belly before I could snap a photo of it.

Summer 2010
I guess that there’s no more denying that summer is over now that the autumnal equinox is upon us.
Summer 2010, I admit that at this moment I’m feeling quite raw thinking about you. But I will remember you for what you were, and like summers before you and summers to come, [...]

OK, so I’m cheating a little because these are from two weekends ago. My excuse is that it’s Monday once again and my brain is in overdrive from too much thinking, which calls for recalling the calmness of two weekends ago.
Be still. That’s going to be my mantra for a while.
Yum pizza.

Williamsburg Bridge.

Five [...]

Though the world is torn and shaken
Even if your heart is breakin’
It’s waiting for you to awaken
And someday you will
Learn to be still
Learn to be still
– Eagles, Learn to Be Still

I think he and Felix would get along swimmingly. They could discuss the trials and tribulations of being big-boned (the world just doesn’t understand!), living with evil cranky girl cats, the embarrassment of jumping and missing the bathroom counter, and the pleasures of having one’s face scratched.