But we're not there yet. It's technically still summer, damn it. Which I love, even though it comes with high electricity bills and the smothering odor of big city garbage days. It's clear that I have not been spending my summer in blogland, so I thought I'd do a little photog summary to commemorate the joys of sweating and eating ice cream.
We did a LOT of running. Some of it over bridges and into greener (and unfortunately hilly) pastures:
Some of it by the beach and into labyrinthine, mosquito-infested marshes:
We went canoeing and dog coveting with an old college friend and drank beers with names like Mean Old Tom:
We went to my mom's and got to spend time with her ridiculously cute dog:
We did the NYC Color Run, which was most decidedly not in NYC:
Then we took a birthday ferry ride on the East River, and I ate a carrot cake donut but there's no evidence of that because I ate it too quickly to be seen by the naked eye:
This is just a slice of the summer squash pie, but I've already made this into too much of a list, so I'll stop here. I'd say we did an okay job of filling in the cracks of a work-filled summer.