My very talented sister, Michelle, has taken up painting again. She was always the artist in our family. She painted this a few weeks ago. It was an assignment and the image is from a painting technique book, but it is her rendition.
We saw the fireworks in town from our bedroom porch last night. No crowds, a few trees in our way, but overall a real treat.
I always think of my immigrant grandparents on the 4th. My Irish grandparents and my Hungarian grandparents. I am so proud of my son, Zach, who has embraced the cultures of Mexico. He arrived here Saturday; home for a few weeks. In these trying times, I remind myself that we are part of a big world and there is much goodness all over the globe.
Today there will be a trip to watch the local parade; it is our first 4th here
and then there will be a lazy porch day full of knitting and podcasts. And a picnic on the PORCH. In other words, I’m planning a lovely quiet day.
Happy 4th of July blog pals.