And we’ve got our own desfilando around the house. One young boy sure makes a good parade all by himself. He and his Dad drew a US flag and they borrowed a quilt stick (taken from the baby quilt I haven’t worked on in years).
After the parade (and I hope we get a spot we can see it from, without a kid on my shoulders), we’ll find some blueberries and raspberries or strawberries and have red white and blue dessert.
Then we’ll cower in the house while the neighborhood fireworks go off all around. (But surely not this year! It’s so dry!) (clearly wishful thinking)
Happy Fourth of July! May we make it through uninjured!