I have fond memories of my dad putting out the flag for all those flag holidays. I associate the smell of fresh cut grass with the flag...weird, I know. I think my dad would always mow the lawn and then hang the flag.
I don't have a place to hang a flag by my front door. I don't think my landlord would be happy with me drilling into the stucco. So, I just put out my Uncle Sam my dad made me about 10 years ago. I usually put him out for Memorial Day weekend and leave him out there until after Labor Day. Last weekend I took him out of storage and put him in my backyard. He's awaiting his grand entrance to the front this Saturday.
NOTE: I HATE this new auto save that blogger now has. I was trying to delete an extra space between my paragraphs and I deleted the whole paragraph and 3 photos by mistake. Then blogger auto saved that and I lost my original draft. Ughhhh, I was mad!