Happy July 5th -

I'm the type that likes the day after the big holiday even better than the holiday itself --- once everyone's home safe and sound. Once the neighbor boys and their bottle rockets have not blown up the road we share.

I was thinking that this holiday is more about fireworks and barbecue than consumerism or any one religion. Instead, parades and ice cream sundaes are what happens around here. And although I wore wool socks and (no lie) my boyfriend's cashmere scarf as we watched the fireworks display over Lake Union, I know that summer is finally here.