I spent Canada Day in my hometown. I stopped by the local museum, walked along my favourite beach, had dinner with my best friend and her family (and took a dip in their pool) and ended the night watching fireworks with my boyfriend and my mother. A quiet but perfect day. I was completely unplugged when I was in my hometown so I'm just now getting caught up on what my fellow Canadian BlogHer's were doing for Canada Day.

Zesty did some daytripping in small town Ontario. There really is nothing like a small town celebration.

Once again, I find myself outside of the norm, not understanding the fascination, and not part of the excitement.  Having returned from an earlier outing, I am at home listening to the fireworks in my neighborhood.  They’ve been popping every night for the past few days.

When I was a little girl, my Dad would walk with my friend Sandy and me to the local fireworks display, where we would listen to the volunteer town band play patriotic songs. The night was all about fireworks, popcorn, watching the pre-teen boys watching us, and the fun walk home in the dark with a flashlight for light surrounded by fireflies and the sweet hum of a New England sultry summer night.

"Then followed that beautiful season… Summer…
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
lay as if new created in all freshness of childhood."
~Henry Wadwsorth Longfellow

Summertime.

Hello!

I am new to Blogher and have recently started my own blog. This is very addicting and my family misses me.

Just wanted to say Hi!

Tracey, aka Catootes

http://catutes.blogspot.com/

I am a single professional psychologist with whiplash at the end of my 20s...asking Who am I? What do I want? Where do I belong? This is a site to collect my goals, thoughts, ramblings, and experience and journey out of myself into....cyber space? Hopefully,the place of connection.

I'm an American living in England and spending 4th of July here for the first time in my four years here.  I decided I wanted to throw a 4th of July barbecue and needed to get all of the fixin's.  So, today I dragged my two lazy daughters out of bed to go to Borough Market with me.  Now they would have been much happier to stay at home in their pajamas all day, playing video games and eating junk food.  I, however, was on a mission.  So, about an hour later than planned, I got them on the train to London to get to Borough Market.