It's the 4th of July here in the United States.
The first thing my husband did after getting out of bed, before coffee or breakfast or petting Sandy, was go outside and put the flag up.
And today, there will only be the US flag flying outside our home, no Texas flag. So, you know, it's getting real around here.
By far, the best 4th of July celebrations I've had have been at my sister's house, near Seattle. Somehow, the weather in the PNW is always beautiful on the 4th, even sometimes hot. She's got a gorgeous yard, with all of those huge trees and that mosquito-free air.
We all gather, as a family, and my sisters make cocktails while I man the badminton net. In what is a shock to everyone (including me), I kind of kill it at badminton.
My little sister's husband grills salmon. We all eat and sit underneath all of those trees and drink wine and monitor the kids by yelling things like: get away from the fire and let the little ones have a turn with the ball.
And then there is the pièce de résistance: flag cake.
My sister makes it every year, and it's one of those worth-the-calories-even-the-gluten kind of desserts. I always eat some.
Alas, we are on opposite coasts this year, so I'll survive without the cake or salmon or killing it at badminton. Perhaps we'll cruise the lake near our house, eat something equally as lovely and keep Sandy close as the fireworks explode around us.
Finally, I love infographics, and this one from History.com has some great bits about the history of the 4th of July and how it's celebrated each year.
Double Rations of Rum
I love it all.
Happy 4th of July!