This holiday weekend was very full…food, family, and fireworks, just as it should be.
Friday the eldest helped with a neighbors party. He was the 15 year old watching the younger ones on the zip line, and helping with fireworks. I stayed at home, being unsociable, and enjoying the quiet of the house. The man about the place had taken the youngest to Virginia, to pick up the middle son at Boy Scout Camp. They went up Friday afternoon to be there for the bonfire, enjoyed the wonderful cool air and camped out overnight.
Saturday morning I began the clean-up and cooking for the friends coming to join us for the fourth. The eldest scrubbed down chairs and set up picnic tables and chairs. I made a blueberry and a blackberry crisp, homemade vanilla ice cream, prepared hamburger patties and made fresh tea, and made some fresh pico de gallo.
By 2 pm the family was reunited… small boys with tales to tell, and lots of camping gear to put away. It was cleared off the front porch just in time for the first friends to show up. The afternoon became one of fishing, swimming, chatting, and eating.
I enjoyed chatting and knitting….
and got custody of a molar that finally fell out…
It was a lovely fourth, that went into the evening. Fireworks sounding off all around us, along with the frogs and the fireflies that kept us company as we talked and ate. Grilled brats, potato salad, crisp and watermelon and ice cream and chips and dip and beans… a wonderful evening.
How wonderful freedom is. We are so very blessed.