We played hooky from work yesterday afternoon. It's the last time this summer I can do it--nose to the grindstone and all that but it was a wonderful way to spend our anniversary day. We rented a car and drove to the tip of Fire Island.
The rest of the afternoon we lazed around on the beach and then took the trail behind the dunes out to the old lighthouse. We saw little deer and climbed to the top of the lighthouse (and got a certificate from the lighthouse ranger to prove it.) Then we drove home in the early evening and it must have rained in the city because we saw that rainbow from the car. Later Jim surprised me and we went to Blue Hill for a late dinner where we drank champagne and ate very well.
We both admitted we don't want our holiday to be over. Is an extended holiday like an extended youth?