At "the Shore"

Oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot, you wish your tired feet were fireproof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be
Song by The Drifters, Fernando Villalona

Last week it was extremely hot.  Lucky for us it was the week we had for our almost annual trip to the beach.  Here in New Jersey we don't call it the beach, we go to "the shore." 

When you come back from "the shore" you tend to be a little beach brained and it's hard to get back to doing things. You still really want to be there. So, for this post I thought I would share a little bit of "the shore."

Have a fun day!
Cynthia