Sunday, July 6, 2014

Are you Really in the Years? Sixteenth 4th in the Hood.


Accessorizing always important
When we reluctantly left the city to move to the suburbs, we thought we might as well go all out and get a Norman Rockwell kind of neighborhood. The kind that has The Great Pumpkin, Santa Claus on a fire truck, and our very own Fourth of July parade and picnic at the park.  We found it, Wood Acres, Bethesda, Maryland. We live on the very street the parade comes down, so just have to look outside to see if it's started and head down to watch. It isn't much of a parade, bicycle brigade, Boy Scouts, local  politicians, a decorated pick up truck loaded with kids throwing candy and our friend Margaret's husband dressed up as Uncle Sam reading the Declaration of Independence as he walks. Margaret always heads straight for us, takes a picture, and yesterday she turned over the archives:
2011
2012, when children still joined us
2013 (note: different sunglasses)
This year, 2014, pretty laid back

Better than fireworks--a visit from Joe Rhodes, Traipsmobile* King

* See August 2012 blog "Visiting Dignitary"

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