Went with my photography club to Brooklyn where we chartered the "Pink Lady," a cruise boat out of Sheepshead Bay. We went passed Coney Island and then under the Verrazano Bridge to Manhattan and the Statue of Liberty.
It was beautiful weather for a boat ride and a great day. The best part is talking to the people in the club! Friendly and interesting, it has become the main reason for getting together.
Photos, I can take anytime.
Talking to good people, laughing and socializing, is something to be celebrated!
I met some friends at the Polo Field in Bethpage State Park.
It was a very nice way to spend the afternoon, seeing something out of my usual experience. Polo, played on a grass field 8 times larger than an American Football field, with horse-mounted players, makes a great experience to watch live!
I love to watch the beautiful horses at work and the controlled way they take their riders through the match. It's a skill where both rider and horse need to move as one.
I'm always amazed at how quickly the summer passes.
Labor Day already and I haven't been out to the beach nearly enough. I love to pack a picnic lunch, or dinner, and head over to Fire Island. For me, it's one of the highlights of living on Long Island.
Being retired extends the summer. I can still head over to Fire Island after everyone heads back to work and school, but, there is always a little melancholy feeling that creeps in, unexpectedly.
It's the end of something: the warm days, sun and sand, and the feeling of freedom. It must be a residual feeling, left over from my days as a student and then eventually a teacher.
September always was back to school and then back to work, and the end of carefree summer days.
I know this feeling will pass. After all, retirement extends my summer into fall.
I recently had the opportunity to spend two weeks at Davis Park, Fire Island.
This was a gift to myself, and from my husband of course, for my birthday.
I've always loved the beach, always, as long as I could remember.
My parents took the family to Jones Beach when my siblings and I were just babies.
We went to Zach's Bay in the early morning, and then years later as we children got older, we would walk to the ocean side. We didn't leave the beach until it was almost dark.
You see, my father had the store in Brooklyn and Sundays were our family beach day, from June through September. I guess my parents loved the beach too. So, what better way to spend my "big" birthday year? Two weeks on the beach, waking to sunrise on the ocean, walking along the beach looking for interesting shells or stones, falling asleep to the sound of waves... this was my idea of a celebration of life!