I'm sitting here trying to recall memorable July 4ths of my childhood, and I can't. I do recall setting off sparklers in my grandmother's driveway in Jersey, but no such action after my tenth year (once we moved to Michigan). It may be a state law thing. I know that Pennsylvania permits them... there are makeshift booths and signs for them all over the place. People seem to love their fireworks here in PA. That, and seasonal flags.
Anyway, we had a lovely day with our dear friends D and N, as well as our new neighbors--L, S, and B. However, I did go for a morning walk around the neighborhood with N and got a bee sting on my toe... the same damn foot that had/has the bite. I mean, what the hell? As D said, I'm in a war with nature lately, and "nature's winning."
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