After days of rain when it felt more like early spring than summer, we just couldn’t not take advantage of the promise of a sunny Saturday in the 80s.

It was an almost 2-hour drive to the beach in Connecticut on the Long Island Sound where we headed to this morning. Only we hit more traffic than we expected, we had to get off the highway so my grandson could make a pit stop, and then we ran smack into a parade on our way through the town. But we persevered, and it was certainly worth it.

Warm sun, mild breezes, and cute lifeguards. Works for me.