Yesterday was one of those days filled with pure Americana imagery.
It was a perfect day.
From my watermelon carving, Whalio Inglesias...
...which was overflowing with red and blue fruit salad...
...to the chocolate cheesecake filling for our Napoleons...
...the food was perfect.
Of course, it was onto the firewoks.
We park ourselves between a small municipal airport and the boys'
college campus with blankets, mosquito lanterns,
Talk about chillin'.
Okay, camp is set, let's celebrate!
Oh yes, I'm in on this!
They can do almost anything from a flopped pose.
Babe, hit the auto focus!
Meh, maybe my hair looks better like this.
While we waited for the parking lot to clear out, we
lit a few of our own private stock.
We'll set off the rest tonight.
And finish our revelry.
And get back to work.
But I'll always find a reason to take time off with my family.
At almost 18, 19, and 21, those days are dwindling.
Or are they?