Why is it every time my picture is taken, I have a drink in my hand. Julie entitled it, "Waiting for fireworks and drinking champagne."
Fourth of July, no triple digit temperatures yet, and none predicted. (Turning to knock on my wooden desk). As the sun went down, the thermometer dipped from 94 to 84 with a lovely breeze coming in from the lake. This was our fireworks in Lake Dallas. We'd tried to watch them from our house the past few years, but there were just too many trees in the way. However, we knew enough to know it was a pretty decent show. Chris filmed it--it lasted about 30 minutes--and was spectacular. A lovely evening out with Julie (taking the picture) and Chris. That is TR to the left of Chris--almost unrecognizable in that hat.
Now I have three fireworks shows I DVR'd to watch--D. C., New York, and Fair Park in Dallas. :-). I love fireworks.
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