A July Visit

There’s something about July that screams “you should visit your daughter!” to my parents, and so sure enough, on July the 4^th, guess who showed up at my little cottage?

I treated my father to some milk straight from my farmer’s cow, 

and then dragged him and his lady over to Penn State festivities, 

along with these darling friends.  

We took in the atmosphere,

had ourselves a bit of glee over the 

plentifully available and tasty treats,

[well, I did anyway...]

and then settled in

 for fireworks extraordinaire. 

And, despite the un-July-ish chill in the air

[and the very rude Pennsylvanians we encountered on our way out of the parking lot], we had ourselves a lovely time.

The following day found us dwelling pond-side a bit,

relaxing in the sunshine and digging through the stuff of life in conversation good and deep.  

Then, we headed off to Amish country,

for horses

[hello lovely], 

produce,

and antiques,

before returning home for a pulled pork 

pre-birthday celebration for yours truly. 

[Wait, is it my birthday soon?  Oh my, well yes, it is!]

We returned to the cottage for treats 

and games,

for which my winning streak was a little under-appreciated. 

[Wait, did I get zero points again? Hmmmm, it appears I did!]

We closed our time out with church the next morning, followed by a delicious pond-side lunch [if I do say so myself…], and called it another July visit worth making, over quickly but full of good.

Can't wait to see what next July brings!