Independence Day is a big deal here in Mayberry, USA. Ok, so it's not totally unsullied and bucolic here in our small town, but it is far cry from the city (Philadelphia) of our birthplaces. There is a traditional parade down Main Street (including a performance by a Mummers' String Band), Civil War reenactments (um, why not Revolutionary? Anyone?), and kids' field activities. Free water ice and hot dogs rounded out the morning. And yes, all this hoopla was held on a Saturday morning, so I missed my yard sales! Bah, humbug!
A few traditions have fallen by the wayside. No more town-sponsored fireworks (some silly liability thing!). A house-decorating contest was a yearly event -- look, we even won in 2004!
An old crock full of flags sits on the front porch. We used to put up a whole Christmas tree full of red, white, and blue decorations, but alas, that was when we were more youthful and energetic!
A folk-arty angel hangs out with her flags.
This year he (briefly and reluctantly) models my sparkly yard sale flag jacket.
This entry was fabulous! A baby carriage turned into rocket ship, complete with automated bubble machine as smoke trail! So creative!