after lunch with our friend clyde we walked home through washington square . . (greg's choice, i was going to walk along ninth street which is quiet and lined with trees, but the park is wonderfully cool on a hot day too).
the sun is just soooooo hot! it's a relief to be under the old trees of washington square.
the fountain looked so inviting to me,
but greg was dubious about its cleanliness. (i really think it's fine!)
i miss hanging out in the playground on a hot summer's day with the girls. i always enjoyed cooling off in the sprinklers.
then it was time to go in search of greg's favorite jazz band . .
and here is chicago (from 1973), singing the song i quoted in the title:
every day is the fourth of july . .
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