Besides the standard finale of fireworks the day will consist of battling chickens for eggs (hoping both arms will be intact afterward, but really it's just a fleshwound), putting fence up along the 95 acre perimeter and possibly having some time to sit on the porch sipping sweet tea and watching the humming birds hover above.
I awoke to little Tristan (who will be 3 in September, wow!) grabbing my face with both his hands, eyes looking right into mine, saying, "E, I love you." Now, could there be a better way to start a day? Nope.
Have a WONDERFUL, RELAXING, AND REFLECTIVE day! Ciao.
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