Personal commentary, my views may not reflect the views of the general public:
Fourth of July – Cue NCIS New Orleans theme song: Ah BOM-BOM-BOM-BOM!
I think of 4th of July as the day that scares my pets. First my big old goofy Bassett Hound named Mickey, who would lose complete control of all bodily functions while they were going off and now my Traveling Cat, Kiki who goes into defense mode while looking for a hole to hide in. (There aren’t many in a 120 sq ft. camper!)
Big city displays/explosions are not the problem, neighborhood dumbbells are. The suffering this racket puts people’s pets through is awful, I can’t imagine the PTSD victims who have real issues to deal with. The noise is less about patriotic pride and more about “look how much money I spent on illegal fireworks”!
The spirit of America would be better served standing hand-in-hand with our neighbors singing “God Bless America” than watching percussive power that belches pollution into the air and sends thousands to hospitals every fourth.
Prior to the apocalyptic racket:
I spent a wonderful day visiting with my daughter at the Happy Camper. After her stressful week, I hope she finds it as relaxing as I do. After twenty years of talking to my kid it is now very nice talking to my adult kid. Listening to her dreams and hopes and plans as she and her new husband (well, 6 months new) look for their first house together. So hard not to rush along with her and tell what to buy!!! Hahaha
While we were visiting, another “Happy Camper” neighbor brought over a delicious breakfast casserole! See, if you are traveling alone these nice people take pity on you and bring you things to eat!!
Gosh was it good! I stopped over later and got the scoop on how the guys made it in a Dutch oven, how many charcoal brackets on top, how many on the bottom and how to turn it every 20 mins (pan a half turn left, and top a half turn right) so it cooks evenly.
As I was driving my daughter out to her car they called over “Lunch is ready!! Come get some lunch!!” So after saying good bye to Rachael I stopped back AGAIN! The “Happy (Cooking) Campers” had cooked and canned this incredible Tuscan Spaghetti sauce. I think it was meat, cheese, peppers and onions and seasonings cooked over a wood fire and then they were canning it in small jars. It reminded me of strong flavorful sauce starter, kinda like pesto.
For lunch they had mixed it with tomato sauce, sausage, and penne noodles and shared a heaping bowl with me. I told them I could just follow them around the country and eat their food, but they are just “weekenders” they told me! Sad….I saw such a future there!!
Roseann, Mike, Beau, Richard and two Lindas – you epitomize the true camper that everyone talks about out on the road! Thanks guys! Your hospitality was much appreciated!! And Yuuumm!
Late afternoon found me at an old friend’s house way out in the country where deer and turkeys and butterflies and cats roam free. They feed everything that stops by including an incredible mixture of birds! We discovered a Warbling Vireo in the mix as I was playing my recordings of other birds. Tiny little birds flittering among the leaves of their big trees. After observation, finger pointing and listening we rallied back at the breakfast nook pouring over books and smartphones to decide which little guy we had just been looking at.
Once again I got someone to feed me! BBQ ribs, potato salad, cucumber salad, beans, fresh veggies from their garden! Really yummy! Later we played five card stud poker and I was pretty lucky! But I am sure that’s because we weren’t betting anything, just playing hand to hand. Thanks Margie and Lee for a wonderful evening!
Back at my “Happy Camper” I fell fast asleep, with the air conditioner running on low, Kiki and I could sleep without hearing the end of the world battles ragging in the skies all around us!!