Calming down here as four grandchildren go to sleep. It was a day of running around, getting wet, and shrieking. Which explains why I personally have no still photos of the kids: they were never still. Fortunately, Suzanne caught this moment.
What I have is pictures of marching bands. The parade floats were mostly on the theme of Dr. Seuss, but the usual bars were also represented. The nature fund raiser Conserfest sent a good band out on a flatbed truck. The fire engines were loud.
It was John’s turn to be Boss of the Kitchen at diinertime. He made steaks and oversaw two sous chefs, who followed his meticulous directions for sauteed rosemary fingerling potatoes and kale with garlic. We tried to make a potential viral video of the baby watching fireworks, but she was a bit too laid back about it to become a YouTube sensation.






Men in kilts always make me happy! Sounds like a nice holiday, all the way around!
Kilts are great. I was surprised that that there was more than one bagpipe band in yesterday’s small-town parade.