I have come to really love the Fourth of July — a holiday that does not ask much of you: enjoy the warm air, possibly with the sounds of thunder rumbling in the sky above, simple elegant food, the company of loved ones, and the incredible display of fireworks. My birthday is in July, in one day to be exact. As a child, I always associated this time of year as a lonely one, friends being away (not able to come to my birthday party), and long hot days. But now as an adult, July is such a happy time — a true celebration of summertime, and birthdays (lots of Cancerians in our family), all ushered in by the crack and explosion of fireworks. I celebrated my Fourth of July with a big chocolate cake last night — among other delicacies — before venturing out to witness July’s most exciting, explosive spectacle. Here’s to Summer!