Apropos of nothing


 let there be fireworks.

I swear I heard fireworks last night.  I had put Zupe to bed and was sitting at the kitchen table and drinking a cup of warm tumeric tea.  I didn't get up to check.  I figured, it was over.  And then, I'd hear more.  Rinse.  Repeat.

These, however, were from a July 4th party here in Versailles.  What I like about this image is the people - in particular, the line of 3 children on the left. There is also a swing set in this yard and I wanted to get a photo of the kids swinging being lit from behind by an explosion.  But, I don't think I succeeded.  At least, I don't know where that photo is today.  

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