Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Something New

This year was the first Fourth of July in our (admittedly shortish) family history that we haven't been at the beach.  (And one of the very few times I haven't been at the beach in my thirty-something years on earth).  Being that Independence Day fell in the middle of the week, and we are feeling, lately, like we want to be close to home (more on that soon, I hope), we opted for something a little more...traditional.

I'm certain that next year will find us on the beach again, running back and forth between the waves and the BBQ, the fireworks and the fried clams, but there is something to be said about a quiet day, in a simpler time, when we can sit in the village common with a fresh mug of Sam Adams in our hand and listen--in between the fife, drums, and muskets--to an orator speak the words of the Declaration old Sam signed so many years ago. 

Happy Independence Day!

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