We spent yesterday afternoon at a friend's house. He has a nearly-five-year-old daughter, and she and Julia played so well together that I didn't even get pictures of them – they were always somewhere else, busy with little girl things.
The house is near the water, and as soon as we arrived, Bill went out to dig some clams.
We'd brought the fixings for clamcakes with us, including a pot of oil, and once Bill had enough, I steamed them open, chopped them up, and made the clamcakes. We'd also brought along a radish salad (I'll be posting that recipe later), and our friend cooked up turkey burgers, grilled chicken thighs, corn on the cob, and a garden salad.
There's something so relaxing about a house near water, be it salt or fresh. I'm not sure what it is, but to me, anyway, it's incredibly soothing.
I didn't take a lot of pictures yesterday, but here are the few I did shoot. That's Bill out there digging in the distance, and, as I said, no pictures of Julia, but Alex is certainly in evidence.