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It was a quiet 4th of July. I went to the outdoor church service this morning. It was the contemporary service. I’m not wild about the contemporary style. It’s like a service at summer camp. It was held at the park next to the marina. I would have liked some patriotic songs for the occasion. God Bless America would have been nice. I did not know the songs they sung.
I didn’t hear from my family. I guess no one was doing anything for the holiday. It’s just as well because it was really hot today. I thought maybe I’d go over to Crystal Beach and look out over the Chesapeake Bay but when I looked at the thermometer, it was 102 degrees. I stayed inside with the air conditioning. When I took Danny out at 8:00, it had dropped to 80. It felt good. Tomorrow will be another day of 100 and the humidity will be high. I’m glad I’m down here with the central air.
I did a couple things today. I transferred the contents of a plastic bin container into a cardboard bin container. I put Christmas decorations in the plastic bin and will take it out to the shed. The cardboard box now has knitting and yarn materials in it and went into the walk-in closet. I watered my flowers and I ironed some of my clothes. The summer cottons need ironing. I would not have been able to iron in Vineland; it would have been too hot but the central air keeps things cool. I watched some online TV while I did it.
I called my friend, Cheryl and talked for awhile. It was a quiet 4th for her, too. Ted and I would have gone to the shore or to a movie. When I was a kid, my family went to a picnic at the farm. My grandmother’s sister lived on a farm in Chester County, PA. Every Memorial Day, 4th of July, and Labor Day, all of my grandmother’s brothers and sisters and all their children and grandchildren and great grandchildren would go and have a wonderful time with good food and good company. It was a family reunion but we didn’t call it that at the time. It was just called the Picnic at the Farm. I miss them all. All of my grandmother’s generation is gone and most of my mother’s cousins are gone. There is going to be a Small Family Reunion in Cape May this month. If I am in Vineland, I hope to get down to see them.
I will have to do any outdoor projects in the early morning tomorrow before it heats up.
Danny is under the desk. I have heard fireworks for two hours now. I think they are out over the Bay. My niece and her husband usually go out on there houseboat to watch them. They spend the night out there. Their houseboat is like a camper on the water.
News from the Vorlon Wife.