After a busy weekend for both of us, split between NYC and ROC, RJR and I spent Monday evening enjoying the porch life. A turn of a phrase we borrow from my brother, the porch life has become synonymous with taking it easy during the summer. Lazy evenings with a glass of wine or a cold brew, maybe grilling, feet up, soaking in the warm, sultry air.
Monday was a perfect night to embody the porch life. A bit of chill in the air was warded off with cups of java and the heat of a Scrabble battle. I lost both games back to back. Pathetic brain now valued at $250,000 let me down.
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Nice images--soothing to a porch and scrabble person.
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