I had great plans of showing you a montage of our trashed, all boxed up house, culminating with a photo of the sea container packed and getting sent down the road.... but I forgot my card reader and cables at the house. And Daddy-007's camera decided to not work at exactly the moment he remembered to take the photo of the packed container.
So I am giving you some good old-fashioned Americana goodness, instead:
We are blessed with having an ancestral summer home in the middle of the cornfields of Iowa. It is a small town (maybe a few thousand in population), on the shores of a lake, that embraces the all-American, small-town 4th of July extravaganza with the same gusto that . There will be a parade, barbecues, picnics, games for the kids, prizes and candy for all. Oh, and don't forget the carnival! I will be taking photos of the carnival as soon as my hubby gets up here and am looking forward to using some of my new skillz to get some great ones of the lights (and the carnies, too!).