We take a trip to Rehoboth Beach ...

Kristin and I took a quick trip to the beach again this summer ... once again staying at the lovely beach house owned by her boss, Susan, and her doughty husband Fred.

Here's Kristin looking a bit coy and Annie Hall-like during one of our visits to their pool.

We did manage to get down to the beach, but the water was freezing and there was a wind so we didn't stay too long. We did have fun, though.

We also went "partying" ... or should I say "par-TAY-ing" at Dewey Beach with Susan, Fred, Suzanne R (who was there, too) the Chris Fishes and other motley members the clan. That was a bit much, I must say.

Here we are at the beach. That's Fred in the middle. The Fishes (Chris and Chris, that is) stand athwart.

Here we are somewhere in Dewey Beach. This is about as clear as it ever got, folks.

Here we have all the lovely ladies of our clan perched on the pool's edge.

Fred cooks ...

Fred and Suzie lounge ...

Later that night Kristin takes a nap on the living-room couch at the beach house.

The family dog, Brighton, was there, too, for a nap.