46 notes &
on luck.

july;
the cape;
taking the boat to the vineyard for lunch;
sangria;
tying up to some neighbors blasting Carlos Santana;
Woodchuck Granny Smith Apple;
launch driver accepting payment in Corona Light;
a return trip with only one engine but plenty of belly laughs;
fruit salad;
Coppertone spf 8;
afternoon thunderstorms;
sunburnt lips;
rinse & repeat in 1.5 business days.
I have known to be rather dramatic a time or two (or hundred) but g.damn if we aren’t a bunch of lucky SOBs.
summer.
