Our Fourth of July continued our tradition of busy Independence Days, including a long walk downtown to hang out with friends and watch the Northfield Criterium bike races, good naps, and a great party at some very generous friends’ spacious house in the countryside north of town. One girl is, at present, worn out; the other is wound up. This is a bad combination, but the day was fun enough that even the prospect of a rough bedtime can’t ruin the good moods.
(The picture above is the river side of the Froggy Bottoms restaurant/bar in downtown Northfield, done up for the holiday. It struck me that it looks a tiny bit like Monet’s Rue Montorgueil, Paris, Festival of June 30, 1878.)