Labor day weekend always means one thing... goodbye white jeans and summertime things. This weekend seemed to capture the end of summer in a sort of perfect unplanned sort of way. Fresh Summer fruits, lazy weekend afternoons, the ocean breeze, carne asada tacos, pool time, homemade ice cream and friends. We spent Saturday in Orange County, and ended up driving right on down to balboa island in the afternoon. I couldn't help but marvel at the ocean and all the sweet little beach cottages. Wouldn't it be a dream to live there? People were on bikes, and playing at the beach. It seemed like such a natural place to be on a Saturday afternoon at the end of summer.
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