It may have seemed that I dropped off the face of the earth after my trip to the UK and France. It sort of feels like I did. As soon as I got back, my husband had to leave on a business trip for two weeks and then I was swung head-long into all the end of school year activities, with intense jet lag no less. After that, we had out-of-town guests for a week. I finally feel that I've hit some sense of normalcy now. Well, as normal as it can get in a house full of kids and a neurotic dog.
Had an amazing trip! But I'll post pictures and report on that later. For now, I will take you around my village on this past 4th of July. Independence Day is one of the reasons that I so desperately wanted to live in the village center. While others struggled to find a parking spot to take part in the day, I only had to walk a block from my house to the village green to watch the parade and to be involved in the festivities.
Our village 4th of July wouldn't be complete without Uncle Sam on stilts.
In the village green.
More old-timey soldiers
Of course the whole village was dressed in red, white, and blue.
The old Congregational church
A house that sits facing the village green.
Flags in the green, surrounded by the smoke of yummy food being grilled and sold.
In the green, some of the bikes and scooters kids decorated to be in the parade.
Lots of activity in the town common.
Remnants of the confetti thrown in the parade.
The old fire engine is usually brought out for most town events.
Summer is shaping up to be full of New England travel and fun. Mostly, I am looking forward to a vacation in Cape Cod and hitting a Red Sox game in August.
Hope you all are having a wonderful, relaxing, and carefree summer!