It's a warm day in late June. The water feels pretty nice. Should I go in?

It's just like a bath, really. No big deal.


Fantastic.

We took our first ferry ride over to Connecticut en route to the Catskills, accompanied by Uncle Neal. It was pretty fun, though we are still working on our land legs, let alone sea legs.

My breakfast with Andre. He's finally eating.


After months and months of fast-paced Long Island living, we can't describe how nice it is to kick back in the hammock on the porch in the Catskills and just let the hours drift by.

We wore our rock n roll T-shirts for a trip to Woodstock.