The Long Island Traveller

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It was early Saturday morning, the end of our week at the beach. A week in which we fell into a new routine. One where the alarm didn’t go off and things were less hurried.  Saturday marked the change in that routine, so we lingered long over the coffee in the gazebo overlooking the ocean.

Neighbors climbed the stairs and offered their good mornings before descending to the beach. I thought he was going to do the same, but instead he paused at the gazebo entrance, as if weighing his options and then took a seat next to me. Continue reading

Will Travel for Beer

left hand My friend Karen writes a regular column called Will Travel for Words. Recently, I was reflecting on trips I have taken (as one does when discussions begin to turn to summer vacation) and realized that if I were to write a travel column it would be titled, Will Travel for Beer.

In case you feel like taking an ale-inspired sojourn this summer, here are some of my favorite destinations: Continue reading