under the magnolia tree

Our tradition, it seems, is to celebrate the 4th of July on the island.  I was feeling a little sad about leaving our new house and neighborhood over the 4th, afraid of missing all the goodness that goes on around here.  As soon as we got on the island, I realized that our traditions are being created on the island and that's perfectly wonderful.  This year we had the pleasure of celebrating with George's brother and family.  We did the pancake breakfast hosted by the fire house second year in a row.  Above George stands in front of the same truck he stood in front of last year (below).

We had blue skies like this the whole weekend.

She's looking a little too stylish to be driving a fire truck.

He is in HEAVEN.  Had to tear him away.

Love this breakfast, the fire house lets us look at all of their trucks.  They make everything homemade...even the maple syrup is made by someone on the island.

Cousins Charlotte and Cate

These three played beautifully for four days straight.  Swimming, fairy gardens, chalk, scooters, baths, and popsicle eating!

School House Beach was perfect.  We painted rocks, we stacked rocks, we covered each other with rocks, and we swam in that gorgeous water.

There were also some projects to be done around the house.  Improving the outdoor shower was one of them.  The apple doesn't fall from the tree here.  These two fought over that drill...

Being without a kitchen at home, I was happy to cook.  We had some yummy meals and great company.  It was a perfectly relaxing holiday.