Tonight, we went to an Annual Celebration… at a place called Runnymede.  I am not sure what the actual celebration is designated for… other than to simply gather and be happy.  It doesn’t have anything to do with The Magna Carta.

It is a combination party, pig roast, covered-dish-carry-in, bonfire, picnic, playground, campground, stand-around kind-of-party.  Designation:  Good.

There were lots of good people there, with loads of interesting conversation.  The  food was abundant.  There were kids playing romping games.  Dogs running about with frisbees in their mouths.  A cold keg for those who partake.  Macaroni and Cheese.  Red barns, and hay bales dressed as pigs.

What was missing?  It was not swanky or pretentious.  No diamond crusted bangles.  Not a single high heel on any of the 100 acres.  If there was a Kardashian there… it was a car dashing in… to join the fun.

So truthfully…. not a thing was missing.  It was wholesome, innocent, hometown fun.

Perhaps. …. …The world needs less swanky I think.  And a lot more Mac ‘n’ Cheese.

How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.  — Anne Frank