Anyway, when I saw this next one, I stopped and sighed. It's where I'd like to be right now if it were the middle of summer—Bay Head, New Jersey:
Then I was jolted back to reality by this one:
Judging by the size of the man-boy, I'd say this was taken two years ago. He's standing on our deck railing, looking out over the back yard. If you knew how far down it was, you'd be hyperventilating, which is what jolted me out of my beach-y stupor. It's not a fall he or the guitar could survive intact.
Where would you rather be?