A little photo essay for you.
Today I gazed upon Lady Liberty in all her glory. Look at her! Isn't she a grand ol' gal? I got chills looking at her in the bright sunlight. Here she is just peeking through the leaves.
She means different things to different people. And that was evident by the many different types of people there viewing her. What struck me most was there were at least 7 different cultures that I noticed easily just by clothing and languages represented. How wonderful, isn't it?
Isn't that what this country was all about once? Isn't that what liberty is supposed to stand for? The idea that anyone can come here and have a chance to live a life? Anyway, I'm not going to soapbox too much.
When I came home, I napped most peacefully in my beloved hammock in the September afternoon sun. What a lucky soul.
The Beloved Hammock, built for two, by L.L. Bean.
The View from the Beloved Hammock.
The Sunset from the Beloved Hammock.
It was a great day to be a free-thinking, patriotic, no-laws-on-my-body, privileged-to-vote American.
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