Sometimes a single thing can be the be the catalyst for a new creation.
Every Fourth of July, our neighborhood holds a block party where we share food, drinks and conversation.
Children twist red, white and blue streamers together to decorate tables and the home of Carla, our street's "mayor." A group of adults moves drinks onto tables and into ice-filled coolers.
My husband grills chicken-apple sausages and slices watermelon for the potluck.
Someone made a salad with spaghetti noodles, cilant... [More]