It’s the Fourth of July! (or as we say in the South, Joo-ly). Besides being the day we celebrate the Declaration of Independence and our separation from Great Britain, it’s also a day for cookouts, concerts, and fireworks (and it’s the one day you can wear stars and stripes or lots of red, white, and blue without looking too ridiculous).
But of course, camping is King come July 4th. Even in NC where we’re having record highs, campgrounds from Murphy to Manteo have been sold out for months. Sure it’s hot, but that’s what sprinklers, tubing, and bomb pops are for.
Or blogger Paula C.’s sweet vintage camper, Mary Lou.
Beach camping is a great way to beat the mainland heat. This Bambi found a beautiful spot near the dunes and sea oats. Oh, do I have camper envy? This Bambi looks new and ready to roll–and she’s the perfect size.
These folks are celebrating the 4th in style–with a vintage VW photo booth. What clever, crafty girls!
Americans didn’t invent camping, but let’s face it: We’ve made it an art form. I love the washed out red, white, and blues inside this lovely.
And finally, for me, it’s not the 4th of July without a little John Philip Sousa. I’ve spent many Independence Day evenings listening to the North Carolina Symphony or small town bands play patriotic tunes during fabulous fireworks. One of my favorites was a canoe trip down the Charles River, where we tied up to other boaters during the Boston Pops Spectacular. The cool New England breeze and river view of the stage contributed to a perfect July 4th. Sousa always brings back that happy memory.