Happy 4th!

Our little town is about to crank up the fireworks. We've been behind on our sleep for three days now, so we're going to skip going over to see them.

Fortunately, we can see some of them over the trees if we go up to our second floor. Also, our neighbor across the street has his own version.

More importantly, it makes me think about how very glad I am that I'm in this country, despite all the turmoil. It's where I'm supposed to be. It may not be perfect here (no where is), but I am still grateful.

I think that can be said by all of us, where ever we live.