Here's a day that needs few words:
After the party was over, Scott and his friend Dax stayed for a while, so they were able to observe a miracle of sorts - a Fourth of July without an bevy of loud and raucous motorized vehicles tearing back and forth on this too-small lake. Instead, drifting softly across the water, floated a raft and rowboat filled with July carolers singing folk songs in 12 part harmony.
Dax said that this was his favorite third of July ever.
There was plenty of noise later, when the fireworks started.
And at last, the rapture!