The days of July paraded in just as one would hope and have already provided for us mornings of berry picking, days of celebration and nights of fun.
Instead of eating outside on the fourth as planned, we moved all inside due to the heavy rainstorm that rushed in and spread the red, white and blue tablecloths on the dining room and plastic foldout tables for the twenty-one persons to eat. Grilling the hamburgers presented itself as a small challenge for my husband until there was enough of a slack in the rain to roll the grill to the garage. Due to the delay I decided to uncover the many side dishes on the kitchen table where several nibblers and hungry souls had arranged themselves. After all chips, salsa and sangria only hold for a spell.
Then the rains graciously stopped, cooling the night air and permitting us to go outside to spin sparklers and observe the colorful lights bursting in air.
3 comments:
Beautiful images Cathy.
Looks like things turned out quite well. I am certain you must have the gift of hospitality so this does not surprise me at all. I wish we would get some rain (after we move) or cooling down. Which reminds me. I need to go for a walk. Sigh. It's hot out there even at 10pm.
Being inside or out, as long as we are with family, it can be a celebration.
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