“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer – one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going – one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.” ~ L.M. Montgomery
Though it happened in June, the story of this summer’s return to Connecticut takes place on the blog in July, with this post, and this post.
Some shirtless July gentlemen.
A new set of visitors descended upon Braddock Park, with this turkey family in Boston.
P-town memories of Delta Dawn.
A summer song by the Spice Girls. They always gave us Too Much.
Rub-down. (Or, Beat the Meat.)
Mommie Dearest indeed. Who knew she would go this far?
The glory of my naked ass on Instagram. (Follow my butt.)
Mesh shorts leave little to the imagination. The law of Murphy.
The man sandwich: Jake Gyllenhaal & Tom Holland.
From the time of Pretty Woman: a summer song fit for a king.
The new project: ‘Once Upon A Watercolor.’
Not everyone is learning from the past. Madonna has always been about the Future.
Summer scandal! The day Pier 1 Imports refused to sell me a pillow.
Another summer song, this one by Sia.
{See also Part One.}
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