America The Beautiful

Yesterday as we journeyed around I thought of the song:

“Oh beautiful for spacious skies,

For amber waves of grain (this was as close as I could get as it isn’t harvest season for wheat)

For purple mountains majesty,

Above the fruited plain!

America, America,

God shed his grace on thee,

and crown thy good with brotherhood

from sea to shining sea.”

So grateful to live in this beautiful country where we enjoy so many freedoms.  Hope you have a wonderful 4th.