The 4th, of course!

Eli & I went to the Portland Blues Festival on Friday before we skipped town for the holiday.

We listened to some good music, ate a corn dog (I love fair food!) and enjoyed the waterfront.

It was a perfect summer night.

& these two things I now know for certain

1. Middle-age cooler-toting white folks are the worst dancers ever.

2. I want to spend one good summer on a front porch in n'walens {translation: New Orleans} cooking crawdads and listening to Taj Mahal's Honey Bee.

(photo) Gemma Booth by Katya Dyakova