We are getting our first real heat of the summer. Although it is much too soon for the seedlings just planted to be flowering, this little sunflower partly opened yesterday. It grew, no doubt, from one of the scattered sunflower seeds from the bird feeder. Even though the birds try to eat every seed, some intact ones must escape. Later in the summer this whole white picket fence will be bordered with a variety of sunflowers.
My daughter has taken over the family tradition of having a big party on, or in this case near, the fourth of July. When we lived in Oregon, our yard looked over the river at a magnificent fireworks display. We would start our party in the mid afternoon so our guests could find parking. We lived on a dead end street and people drove up and down it as the time came to watch fireworks. One extremely frustrated neighborhood kid would yell at them. As if that helped matters. After lots of chicken, beer and watermelon, we would sit on the neighbor’s nearly flat roof and watch the display.
Since there are no close fireworks, my daughter will just have lots of food including of course chicken, beer and watermelon. We used to always have a watermelon seed spitting contest, but the new melons are seedless. So for fun the kids will throw water balloons.
We will celebrate the promise, not the current reality, of the United States. Yes we were flawed from the beginning, with slavery and the destruction of native peoples. Still we have struggled until recently to be open to immigrants and to embrace our vast diversity. May we find our way back to being a more just country.
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Happy 4th of July Elizabeth. Enjoy the celebration.
somehow, you and your family find joy in the celebration by having a meal together just like what Jesus did. May you find joy in your country in spite of or despite the current situation. Thanks be to the birds, we are. Without them, there is no sunflower.
Thank you for your words.