The Fourth of July

We were supposed to go to Aunt Jan and Uncle Bob’s farm, but the coronavirus put those plans up in the air. At about the last minute, permission to travel beyond 120 miles was rescinded, so we stayed home and had our standard BBQ fare, plus some poppers and sparklers. And scooter-riding.

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