A 4th made up of 1sts

Remember these chairs that I love?

Well, this morning I reclined in them on my new deck as I dwelt in early birdsong within sight of the weeping willow across the street.

Since the weeping willow is one of my two favorite trees, I took this as a welcome to my new home.


And I thought: This works.

Then, just in time for lunch, these two kids arrived with bagels straight from New Jersey.

They had to fortify themselves, after all, because I had an afternoon agenda of putting them to work.

First, we went to my office and loaded up the books and papers that have been waiting there for me to come and get them, since my funding (and my right to an office) is up.

Then, we went home and put up curtains, put on bed skirts, oiled squeaky doors.

Then, we ran some errands, picking up our 4th of July celebratory ice cream at the local DQ,

and some groceries to supply
my first bout of cooking in my new (very spacious!) kitchen.

The preparation resulted in some good eating, before I headed upstairs to pack my suitcase for our impending roadtrip to Indiana.

Now, we're waiting for the fireworks to start to see if we can see them off that deck I mentioned.

If not, this kid is climbing into her newly bed-skirted bed, because she is tired.  And, tomorrow begins family togetherness to the nth degree, as we head to a reunion with my father's family.

Happy 4th!