Here in the States we’re celebrating Flag Day, the day we chose our country’s standard.  It’s not particularly special but since I live really close to the parade route I was awoken to a fanfare of High School bands playing out my window.

When I was in High School myself I was one of those kids in the band playing at that parade.  It often took place a week after school ended for the summer so there were often conflicting opinions on if we should be there at all.  Since I partook in so many parades (including the Scottish Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo which was the coolest of all the parades I’d been to) I’ve become somewhat jaded with the public ceremonies.  Still, If I’m sitting at my favorite coffee shop sipping on a Latte while sketching I can enjoy myself.