Scenes From A Summer . . .

We are *in* it, people. We are in the deep depths of July.

Summertime.

It arrives slowly and leaves quickly and around these parts, we make it our business to deeply enjoy every second.

Ocean Beach?

 Oh yes.

Rum and Pineapples?

Why not?

Plus we make it our business to look good drinking them.

(The shadows are my favorite part. Mistah's straw on his face especially)

The full moon last weekend?

Yes, we basked in it . . .

And the firecrackers! Sailfest, baby.

Oooh, look! Drinks!

Yum, drinks.

With our favorite Friday night girl . . .

. . . and this is my forearm.

More best things about deep summer?

The Fleurs.

Thanks, Renee.

And a spectacular visit with the July Birthday Girl.

I think we can all agree that turning 92 makes Aunt Lill fully legit.

And my espectacular Mom?

Bonus visit.

She tried to drive away yesterday morning unobtrusively . . . but there's no such thing as unobtrusive around here . . .

"Bye, Mom!"

"Miss you already!"

So, yeah. That's why we had to drown our sorrows . . .

. . .  thankfully, we had a pineapple on hand. And his friend Ronnie B.

Just utter yum.

But the best part of the deep depths of July?

Harvest Time, baby.

"Why, Mistah! Is that a zucchini you grew? Or etc. etc. etc.?"

And my harvesting?

Bring on the wada.

40 is too many photos for one post, so here's 41.

It's already been a month since mom came to visit! What a time we had. We had laughter and tears and fun and a fall, sun and shade and the sea and fish tacos. There was a graduation, a premature birthday celebration, baseball and beef and guests and gliders. We covered every imaginable one of the bases. I miss that woman. I wish we could at least halve the distance between us to make our times together more frequent. Being so far apart does sweeten the times we do have, though. Sigh. Oh, did you want to see some photos? K.

Straight from the airport to the first of many buckets of love

Triumphant arrival at the Yellow House

We stopped by Beth's that first night, look how excited our girls were!

After an uneventful Monday (*coughBULLSHITcough*), we had a restorative cocktail

then we got our selfie on before ubering downtown

to the padre game!

where we enjoyed civilized waitron service in our righteous seats, and  righteous padre win

On Tuesdays, we taco. Clara was at school/not invited

Da Grad and his Grammy

tagging the fridge. It's still there

Our ride for the nontraditional commencement

It was windy and warm out there on the bay. A highlight for sure

Crossing under

again with the selfies

the tour guide said we had to 

Prepared for all climates 

Did I mention windy?

Battleship Backdrop

Obligatory back under  bridge baby

Lovely San Diego

squad

this guy

wait, I've been doing it wrong all these years?! warning sign in the head

Making it official

Congratulations, James!

Let's celebrate with some meat

my lovelies

Meg came for dinner, and we drank wine at10 til 10. I swear she was smiling at all the other times.

Obligatory old town patio dinner, yum.

I included this one too so you could see my impressively large plate of food

love

recovering from the fatal embarrassment at the mariachi serenade

After a well timed drive through the streets of La Jolla, we made our way up to the glider port at Torrey Pines

It was gorgeous up there

so many gliders! 

I sent Mom this photo of her granddog while she was at church

On mom's last night, we finally made it to the ocean for sunset

best squad selfie ever

all my faves

this butterfly stalked us all week while we sat out back watching the planes fly overhead

And then just like that, mom boarded one and flew away from me

I love you mommy! Come back.