Good Morning Gentle Readers,
The House Blond reminds us of the roots of the revolution.
It's going to be a quiet Independence Day around the Casa. Traditionally, we hook up with the in-laws and the cousins, either here or in Tucson. But, this year the kids are off to the beach, Disneyland, and parties with friends. Mrs TWC and I will be left to fend for ourselves with a bottle of wine and grilled steak. The Horror.
I'm a big fan of the fireworks show down in Tubac Arizona. It's a gorgeous resort setting on the Santa Cruz River. Trees, grass, mountains, and far fewer people than the hordes that turn out at every venue in Southern California.
Bonus: Tubac skips the TSA-like experience at the entrance gates. They don't search your bags or ice chests, nor will they turn you away on account of your pocket knife. AND, you can buy margaritas. How cool is that?
The only downside is the warrant-less stop and sniff on the way out, which comes courtesy of the Federales checkpoint. The Fourth Amendment don't apply here, Thankee. And if the dog don't like how you smell, you'll spend some time in the other lane while they toss your car. The spot was well-chosen by the Border Patrol because there's no escape from it. Believe me, I've wasted a lot of gas on back roads leading to nowhere, only to end up back in line waiting for the Green Man and his flashlight. Some of the locals don't think much of the checkpoints, neither, which are more about drug interdiction than they are about stopping illegal immigration.
May your Independence Day celebrations be blessed. Though the execution wasn't without flaw, the founder's vision was for a country that elevated the individual above the king and the state. That was a new wrinkle in the continuum.
TWC 🍷Photo Credit (unless otherwise noted): ©TWC, all rights reserved