I await July 4th with the anticipation that can only be found in children on December 23rd. America! My land!
I think it is my favorite holiday these years. It is the only holiday where you have no pressure to do anything- at least for me. There is not even expectation for a communal meal. Nope. You come and go as you please, talk to who you will, drink what you crave, eat till you fall asleep.
I picked through 8 crabs last year before my sister even knew I was at the table. That’s the kinda vacation I can go for: the relaxation of anonymity and the lack of social expectation. Also, inner-tubes and margaritas, docks and screened-in porches go a long way too.
To America!
[photo cred: casey templeton, of course]