My son and his belle came up from the city to spend the weekend with us in Pound Ridge. Is there anything better than G&T's on the patio, grilling for dinner, then treasuring the moment even more as the sun sets, the full moon shines through the trees and a pesky firefly lands on the kerosene lantern?
I don't think so. As my good friend, Robbie, says ... "Living the dream."
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