To know me is to know how much I love fireworks and Independence Day.
For example, on Saturday I texted my college roommate:
“Trying to explain to people all day, just how excited I am for the 4th in D.C. has only resulted in weird looks.”
To which she responded:
“Oh good grief. You really do need me there to help explain your love for fireworks and America…Let’s be honest, you’ll probably tear up.”
Celebrating the holiday in D.C. and watching the fireworks on the National Mall has been a big bucket list item of mine for a long time. It’s been raining a lot here this summer, so while the weather did interfere with some of our other plans during the day, the evening did clear up for the show. We chose to brave the chaos and watch from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, and honestly, even after trekking through the mud and dealing with cranky people, it was still worth it. And I would say after my three naps on Sunday, that my first 4th of July in my new home was a success.
I’m not sure if this is where I should admit that yes, I did tear up a teeny tiny bit during the fireworks show. But honestly, I have no shame. I love everything about the holiday’s festivities and the true reason we celebrate. I am so thankful for our freedoms and for those who dedicate their lives for us to have it.
I took way to many pictures on my new camera, but here are a few of my favorite shots from the day! (Click on them to see them full-size.) I hope everyone had a fabulous holiday weekend!
The Good Stuff 