HuntieMaster of Something Yet has said what I was thinking.
Bring on our Republic – then we will have a day worth celebrating!
[How embarrassing is that … and I’m pretty sure it’s not the first time I’ve called her Huntie. (blushing furiously) ]
Today is the Fourth of July, American Independence Day.
I’m not American. The photo above was taken when we spent a year of my earliest life living in Kentucky. I spoke my first words with an American accent.
Australians know all about Independence Day. It figures prominently in Hollywood and every US television series from Leave It To Beaver to The Wonder Years to Modern Family has had at least one Fourth of July themed episode (or so it seems).
In some ways, I envy the USA and the passion they hold for their national day. Along with their Northern cousins, they celebrate a day they became a nation in their own right, whether through war and bloodshed or, as my Canadian blogging friend Joanne put it, by asking “our British Motherland for permission“.
I also envy them their flags, unique to their countries and flown so proudly…
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