Tara Lynne and I buried Trés deep in the sands of Coney Island yesterday.
We rode our bikes out to the seaside, by way of Bedford Avenue, lined with so many large old houses, with proper yards and driveways– “real” houses. The day was balmy and pleasant with sun and breezes, and it was a good ride. On the ride back darkness came quickly as soon as we got away from the shore.
We played Nines with a deck from Rehoboth Beach, sitting at a table in front of Ruby’s. We wondered whether Ruby’s will survive the impending re-development of Coney. The 6 Spades card fluttered from the table at one point, and slipped easily between decking boards, lost forever! So we altered a Joker to take its place, and made up special rules about it.