I know it is the most of American months, girls, but this Victorian pic was so lovely I thought it would make a beautiful difference, for a change. I had an appointment with my podiatrist yesterday and things turned out OK, and I managed to avoid the storms forecast for our area, so I am posting this today.
As I said, it is the most American of months, what with Friday, July 4, being our nation's 249th birthday. July is the time for fireworks, cookouts, and celebrations. It is also a time of remembrance for me; on the Fourth of July, my parents and I always went to the Lammers' home, where we had a celebration. They had a son, Marc, who was my age, and with whom I was friends. I always think of them every July 4th.
At some point in July, midsummer arrives, meaning before we know it, Proserpina will be going back to Hell soon.
July is a month for celebrating all you can! Welcome it with excitement, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!

2 comments:
and my son’s birthday on the Third!!!
Much to celebrate this week!!!
Victoria, I am responding on the third; wish your son a Happy Birthday from
me, David and Baby Gojira!
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