We finally have some rain.
The garden is enjoying it.
We finally have some rain.
The garden is enjoying it.
Especially for a brussel sprout.
Attend Polka Days
Covid lockdowns have made people a bit starved for things to do.
It's a hot and humid day. The windows are closed and the AC is running. It is hard to imagine how hot and muggy the weather was in Philadelphia while the signers of the Declaration of Independence were hashing out the details of what it would say. They did it in suits, without the benefit of fans, air conditioning, or a swimming hole. Although apparently their bar tab was quite large. They had more patience than I would have had. If I had written the letter to mad King George, it would have probably been very short and included rude suggestions about where to stick the scroll when he was done reading it.
The shoreline areas of Lake Michigan have air quality advisories for ozone. We're outside that range, but the fireworks smoke tonight will definitely make the air thicker. Ember is keeping track of my location, just in case she needs to run to me for comfort from the noisy fireworks, because when there are fireworks hubby just won't do apparently.
One fire truck has already gone past the house today. It must have been a non-fire 911 call, or it was a minor problem, because they headed back to the fire station within 15 minutes of their initial call out.
We hope you all can enjoy the festivities without accidentally burning down anybody's house, blowing off fingers, or causing car accidents.
Greetings to brother and sister-in-law in Britain from us revolting colonists here in the USA.