By the Rockets' Red Glare

At the Fourth of July celebration there were friends and food . . .

Of course there were fireworks . . .

And we all said "Ooooooooo' as they burst overhead, showering us with stars . . . .

But the very best gift from the sky was the inch of rain in our rain gauge that we found after the long ride home.

I'll post a web album tomorrow of our weekend doings, including a picture of raspberry-peach buckle that will make you drool. But now I have to go make potato salad.