We had a great neighborhood get-together, hosted by Chippie's family. Good food, free drinks, manageable humidity, supersoakers and fireworks. The perfect recipe, I'd say.
Thought I'd try my hand at that Miksang photography that Ali was talking about on her blog.
And Dan debuted "1950s" guy. The only thing you're not seeing in this photo is the gin and tonic hand extension he carried around until the wee hours of the night.
Nice calves, honey.
In all, my favorite kind of Fourth. At home, with good friends and clever people. Next stop: the cabin in north central, Minnesota. And next week, look for my next essay titled: Declaring my Independence from Generalized Cabin Life.