Showing posts with label Spring Lake New Jersey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring Lake New Jersey. Show all posts

Thursday, June 11, 2015

throwback summer vacation thursday

We are now in our first full week of summer vacation, which has me thinking about summers of the past ...

Lucy on the beach
No castle this, the kid helps make a sand fortress
By the sea, Spring Lake
Three generations on the beach

Ann & John and sand sculpture
Loving cousins

Elizabeth & John at the pool at the Avon Inn
At the Avon Inn

Thursday, March 05, 2015

throwback thursday: mom's pastels

So why do I take so many beach photos? Maybe because I remember spending evenings at the beach watching my mom draw with pastels ...

Pastel by Mary Elizabeth Winship Periale

Pastel by Mary Elizabeth Winship Periale

Pastel by Mary Elizabeth Winship Periale

Thursday, August 07, 2014

throwback thursday: what exit?

This week as we continue to enjoy our Jersey Shore vacation, here's a look back at an earlier trip to the beach.

At the beach, Spring Lake

By the sea, Spring Lake

To the shore

By the way, we took exit 7A on the Turnpike.

Thursday, July 31, 2014

throwback thursday: jer-sey!

We are off for a Jersey Shore vacation today. Yes, we may live by the beach year-round, but there's something about Jersey and going home. Plus, the kid and I haven't had a long break in a really long time. Really looking forward ...

Elizabeth on the beach

Wednesday, August 07, 2013

spring lake panorama

Still on vacation ... at least mentally ...

More Jersey shore

Sunday, August 04, 2013

Saturday, August 03, 2013

so where're we goin' for dinner?

In total vacation mode, deciding where to eat is the big decison(s) of the day.

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The best mussels I've ever had, made with artichokes, mushrooms and hazelnut (!) sauce

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A Jersey version of Insalata Caprese (mozzarella and tomato salad)

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Hot chocolate on the hotel porch every evening

Tuesday, April 02, 2013

it's hard to believe ...

... that the old man has been gone twenty years. Yikes. I really miss him, his laugh.

dad and us
Dad, my brother, and me, on the boat to Mystic, CT.
Pastel by Mary Elizabeth Winship Periale
On the beach, Spring Lake, NJ — a pastel by my mom — of my dad, my brother, and me.
photo of the moon, c. 1967
Photo of the moon taken by my dad, with a telescope he built himself — including mirrors he polished.


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