Climbing the rocks near Thunder HoleMost of the time I have problems with the nationalistic patriotism that seems to overtake even people I like on Independence Day. I get all cynical and the sarcasm spews from my mouth like vomit. But somehow, surrounded by friends in Maine, with nothing to really worry about or obsess over, it seems okay. It seems like I can let go of all of my issues with this country and the dysfunctionality of how we run our affairs (and everyone else's) and just relax. I'm trying to at least.
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And here I was gonna declare Freedom for Farts. Declaration from cynicism sounds much more intellectual.
That is a beautiful picture!
I feel like that many days too.....sigh
If you're trying, then you're way ahead of me. I had a hard time with that very cynicism yesterday. Sigh. Well done! (And gorgeous pic!!!)
Nell, that picture is extraordinary. I just love it. Well done. :)
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