Really depends on the place, time and company. I’ll go with my top three, will have to blog about these more in detail another day.
Good: Boone’s Farm Strawberry Hill on a Friday night after a high school football game. Sitting on the beach in the moonlight with friends, watching the waves roll in, the palm trees and scudding clouds…all paid on for Saturday morning with my mouth tacky as though I’d been drinking liquid glue and my nostrils whistling.
Better: Sodas around a campfire…dressed up in my suede YMCA “Indian Princess” jacket with seven other sheepish dads…as eight sugared-up 7yo girls screamed and ran around wildly. Special moments of earning feathers and patches. A successful outing involved getting them home with no trips to urgent care.
Best: Cold ones with Pop, sitting in sand chairs, solving the world’s problems one beer at a time. Usually, we were out back under the seagrape tree, sweaty and covered with sawdust after an afternoon of woodworking.
My little corner of the world 
Really like the photos with that old car in the garage and the atmosphere it conveys
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