(Lexi getting off the bus from her 1st day of school)
My mother, my daughter and I, all on our brand new front porch, Mom and I listening to dirty stand up comedians (Ralphie May on Rhapsody), while we watch Lexi bounce around from one side of the porch to the other. On a beautiful day you can sit there and as you look up you feel like you're in the planetarium of the Ben Franklin Institute. We sit and I sift through one of my tablets, my Mom and I searching for Halloween costumes. This porch is rife for a good prank. The old "dead body on the porch" trick. I haven't decided yet. Dad also barbeques more. I forgot how much I missed his BBQ'ed salt and pepper chicken wings. The produce in NJ this summer has been INSANE. Corn on the cob so sweet and tasty you don't even need butter. I didn't bite into one single sour strawberry, I watched my daughter eat tomatoes as if they were apples, and this summer had peaches that were so juicy you had to eat them with a bib.
I love when my part of the Earth is on the cusp of Fall. It is my favorite time of the year.