No fireworks in these neck of the woods. It is too dry. But if you squint and tilt your head just right, you might find these Pride of Barbados get the same effect. The birds brought these into my yard and seemed to place them perfectly. I am really loving them!
Our Fourth of July has no formality. We will eat hotdogs, do some plumbing, experience our first parade in the neighborhood, and watch the Tour de France. I hope you spend yours doing everything you love with those you love.
Megan comes to town tomorrow with her precious two. Pray that this little dude decides not to kick and scream for the entire flight.