Absorbing the Last Days of Summer Sun at Walnut Beach Lobster Fest (Although They Ran Out of Lobster Rolls Rather Fast)

The guess is they were underprepared for the crowd on Walnut Beach. Four bands, vendors, food trucks and people looking for a reason to dance and chill out before the colder months arrive. We are lucky. We can park at Pam's, walk to the beach, park our behinds in the sand, and get to hear a day's worth of great music.

I spent my morning in New Haven picking up Derrick Barnes books from Possible Futures, then the rest of the evening relaxing with too many worries with my feet in the sand looking out at the Long Island Sound. That is not a bad way to go on the weekends.

Rico didn't like the crowds, so he had to stay behind. I left Karal back, too, as we got a long walk in, spent the morning writing, did the road trip to get books, and readied ourselves for the blue skies.

I somehow misplaced both pairs of eye glass, and after a day of hunting was only able to find one set (upstairs by my hats, because I was doing laundry and must of located one set upstairs). Now to find the other set. I get OCD about such matters. Where'd they go. They had to be with me while I drove back to Stratford. Btu where? 

Ah, it's Sunday. A day of chilling out, so if I chill out enough I'm sure they'll eventually show up. But where?  I have no idea. Wallet. Keys. Glasses. Phone. I hate when any of them disappear from the usual locations I keep them. 

I can't worry, though. I know they will show up...but when...where...that's always the annoying question. 

It's the 21st Day of September. I'd rather be dancing with Earth, Wind, and Fire.