Mediating squirt gun wars. Delicious grilled dinners on the porch. Great talk over red wine and coffee ice cream.
Bases-loaded excitement followed by heavy sighs.
A skyline of fireworks set to John Mellancamp (and less-memorable songs).
Tossing wheat thins to the gulls. Splashing knee-deep in the cool, clear, sand-floored lake.
A humid afternoon with a good book. Waving to the rest as they came about in front of the house.
Red-faced kids filling paper bags with parade candy.
Thin silhouettes illuminated by glow bands darting through the dark grass.
A sensational Independence day weekend 2010.