Everyone seems to have their summer “Happy Place.” For several of my friends it’s on their boats, out in the beautiful waters of Long Island, and feeling the breeze in their hair. For others, it’s on the beach, at a cabana, enjoying the smell of the sea air and feeling the sand between their toes.

For me, my summer “Happy Place,” is in my backyard, sitting on my lounge chair by my pool, enjoying a trashy novel. And what makes it even better is a view of my husband at the bar-b-que cooking dinner.

Where’s your summer “Happy Place?”