I have given some thought to how I feel about celebrating Independence Day this year. The 4th of July is tomorrow. We are warned not to celebrate with abandon. Fireworks shows, parades, and picnics are cancelled. Somehow, in light of the state of our nation right now, that feels right.
I have always felt blessed, perhaps privileged is a better word, to be an American. I don't say I am proud to be an American, because I didn't really do much to earn that pride or privilege. And right now I do not feel proud of the place our nation is holding in the world or in the way it is treating many of its own people.
I can celebrate our nation's birthday. I will wear red, white and blue on the Fourth. Our state is still in a limited phase of opening due to COVID and the limit for gathering is five people not in your household, with masks, or outside, with distancing. That's what we'll do.
Tomorrow we will be at Jan's house, our usual gathering place for the Fourth and we will eat and play and watch Jill's fireworks show. I imagine there will be lots of home grown shows going off around Henderson Bay. The grands, Isaac and Irene, will be there along with their cousin Allie, our summer grand from Nebraska. They have been out and about, carefully, so I will cautiously keep my distance.
In honor of America's birthday, I present the Red, White, and Blue of my flower garden.