Korra hanging by the fire pit at the Beach House
This year, the annual Beach House Weekend marked the end of summer. Since then, there has been a chill to the air which makes me walk a little faster. The smell of fireplaces in the neighborhood perfume the evening air when I walk Korra and leaves are starting to dry and carpet the harsh cement my feet walk upon.
Beach House this year was 3 couples and we had a wonderful time! This was the first time boys were allowed and we may have to start something new. They made us gals dinner on Sunday night and it was terrific. Between baseball, drinks and wonderful food the weekend could not be beat. Here are some photos.
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