Only Love Can Conquer Hate

Happy Place, cleverly hidden behind sea grass.

Pete and I needed peace and quiet and some clams, so we drove down to Atlantic Highlands yesterday. The weather was bright and sunny, the breeze fresh, the boats all had good dogs. We ate steamed clams dipped in butter and jalapeno sauce until butter dripped from our elbows. I really needed that.

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