Barry has to cover the Baraga Lumberjack Parade every year for his job as editor of the L’Anse Sentinel.
Almost every year I tag along. It’s our date, you know.
The last two–or three–years I have eagerly brought camera and taken pictures for the blog.
This year I said, “Awww, Barry, I dunno. I just might tag along and not take pics this year.”
“That’s OK,” said Barry.
“OK, maybe I’ll just bring the camera–just in case something seems to stand out,” I agreed.
So off we went. We stopped first, briefly, for an iced coffee from Java By the Bay, our new coffee shop in L’Anse owned by my friend, Nikki and her husband, Bob. Mmm, iced coffee with a dash of hazelnut. Heaven!
We parked ‘way down by the Armory where the Queen Candidates and firetrucks and floats waited for the parade to begin. We walked nearly a half mile toward the American Legion. We said hello to folks as we passed; “Hello, how ya doin’? Sure is a nice day! A little hot, though…”
We found a piece of shade to linger while waiting for the parade to start. I started snappin’ pictures of little kids, babies, cotton candy, anything that looked interesting.
And snapped more pictures.
And more pictures.
“What are you doing, taking pictures?” asked an acquaintance, who only knows me as wife-of-the-Sentinel-editor. “Just for fun?”
“Yes,” I said. “Just for fun.”
(No inclination anymore to explain about blogging and what it is.)
So many people in the 4th of July spirit. So many people having fun, enjoying the parade, talking with their friends and neighbors and petting stray dogs.
So many babies. So many of their mamas and daddies the age of our kids…
It was a fun afternoon. Even though I really didn’t want to go–sorry, to say–it was an afternoon of Americana and Norman Rockwell scenes which would touch the hardest of hearts.
We saw so many old friends and acquaintances. So much local spirit. So much pride in our country.
And finally–as we were trekking back to the car–we saw Jen and Grandma Cindy and the babies. Back when our daughter, Kiah, was in junior high, she and Jen were fast friends. The best of buddies. And now Jen has two small daughters of her own, and aren’t they adorable?
My heart felt full. It was a good day.
Happy 4th of July to all!
P.S. 125 pictures of the parade…yikes!…guess I got carried away…so much for not taking any pictures this year! smile…