|photo credit:: Letty @freefalling|
One of my fondest memories of living in Boston is walking through the North End in the steamy summer night, past old Italian guys on their lawn chairs in front of red brick buildings, the tinny sound of the Sox on their transistors wafting through the blue smoke of their Swisher Sweets. ahhh, summer.
I'm waiting for these front-porch-woven-foldy-chair-kind-of-evenings. I hope they come soon because I love nothing better than a beach summer in 'Lay. yo.
Enjoy your weekend, Janell
If you are willing to hop on a one hour flight to Phoenix, the weather is a lovely 90-something degrees :p It is only hot for us when it is past 120.
I am an expert in sitting in the warm winter sun like a lizard.
Nothing like an Australian winter!
freefalling- thank you for letting me use your gorgeous photo!