Our 4th

Didn’t we have a fine time Saturday—classically pleasant for us this year. Great weather—a real rarity this spring and summer. Good friends—the same we’ve spent this holiday with for years. Our annual reading of the Declaration, which sounded much better this year than last. And, of course, B’s first Independence Day.


There was much lolling about and inter-generation communing in the beautiful backyard where we gathered...



...along with the traditional imparting of ancient wisdom, unasked for, outdated, and utterly unneeded, yet politely received.


All this, plus good food, good drink, and good conversation. An afternoon like a deep breath of sweet fresh air.