It has been years since we celebrated the 4th of July – and somehow nothing is more patriotic to me than watermelon on the front porch overlooking my parent’s ranch.
We chased cows. We barbequed. We ate watermelon and chased kitties. We lit sparklers and my mom sang the 4th of July song. We planted a tree. And we did all of it with a wealth of family and friends.
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