Things around here were pretty quiet. We filled up Bubby’s pool outside, but it was too chilly and windy to go for a swim. We ate some good food, visited outside for a bit, and just relaxed. The day ended with a short walk down to a park around the corner where Bubbs went down a slide all on his own and fell in love with the merry-go-round (which apparently makes me dizzy now). We didn’t see any fireworks, which is the usual for us these days, and I had a hard time explaining to Bubbs why we were celebrating this day. I think I still know, but maybe patriotism suffers sometimes like spirituality does.
*Protect us by Thy Might, Great God our King.
