We went out for ice cream at a new favorite stand this evening. This is a favorite family pastime in summer; ice cream may technically be yummy all year ’round, but it never tastes quite as good as when you’re hanging out in an Adirondack chair on a balmy summer evening in Maine.
You know what I mean?
On our way back home, we glanced over and saw the moon was just rising. It had that gorgeous golden glow.
Ahh. Perfect ice cream weather.