Oh, Canada!

One thing I used to like about going to Canada for summer vacation was the great parties Canadians threw for my birthday. National holiday, fireworks, great stuff. I think I was about ten or twelve when I discovered that the holiday predated me by a few years. *sigh*

Happy Canada Day to my readers North of the Border, proud possessors of a tradition of decency, freedom, and one of the most difficult-to-sing-acapella national anthems I’ve attempted. 🙂