Spent most for the 4th of July Weekend on the beach. There is just nothing like it. Hot sun, cold water, white fluffy clouds, waves breaking on the beach. Absolute heaven.
Brings back great memories of growing up in a small beach town in Sweden, riding my bike down to the water every summer morning. I loved it. Gazing out over the water gave me the sense of endless possibilities. Of course, a beach packed with people for 4th of July in NY doesn't bring you that same peace of mind, but it is as beautiful as ever.
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