I was raised with a strong sense of patriotism, with a love of country and of this beautiful world. Even as a child it resonated in my bones, the thought all men are created equal, that we are meant to live in freedom with the responsibilities this entails, with love and respect for one another.
I often reflect upon the origins of this country, in awe of indeed how revolutionary the founding principles were within the context of that time, of the overwhelming odds against them. To this day I see the United States striving to emulate ideals of equality, opportunity, and independence. I do not see perfection nor would I expect to, but I'm nevertheless touched by its remarkable achievements, by the great spirit and possibility which affect me every day through the gift of living in this land.
I also reflect upon the price of such ideals in a world where people are often motivated to take them away. I feel a profound sense of gratitude for anyone who has sacrificed to establish or protect this wonderful way of life.
Having said that...how did I spend my Independence Day?
Well, first thing in the morning as always, I checked on my beetles.
Guess where they were hiding?
Beneath the watermelon, of course! I think they like the moist covering and the fact they can revel in bacchanalia all night long.
I don't know why, but it makes me happy to have figured this out, to know this much about them.
Then I made salad (my husband made this one),
It was nice to work in the kitchen like that with everyone home: an easy pace to the day, watching movies, the Tour de France, just...relaxing.
After that it was off to spend the evening with more family and some of my favorite ninjas...
With many pops, bangs, and sparkly things lasting well into the night.