Happy Birthday Mom!!

Good morning! Happy Birthday to my Mother! She is now somewhere between young and old, and I am certain she would rather me not get too specific. (Does the Egyptian sarcophagus give any hints, though? Mom, do you remember when these were all the vogue?)

We had a great day yesterday. I worked on finishing the sarcophagus...probably should have been reading for the graduate degree...but, it was a holiday...right? Cora worked on sewing. Here is the finished product, what do you think? Looks pathetic, an ancient Egyptian artisan I am not...but sould be ok for the daycare kids. The curse on the side with the spider means (according to the hieroglyphic dictionary I made) "danger/curse- protects -royal- jewels/treasure." Doesn't look to bad or being from ancient Egypt and sitting in a Washington desert for 160 years, huh?



Oh, and the jackal on the end of the box stands for guard, dog, or jackal...go figure, nice statement of the obvious, huh? Sorry.


I would have posted again last nigt, but the card reader (no, my computer was made BEFORE such things were standard equipment on laptops) was having issues. I had to wait for this morning to surprise my computer and trick it into downloading the pictures. So, anything in the brackets was written last night, before I realized the computer was going to have a hissy fit about reading the card.


this is a blurry picture because I was experimenting with exposure...

Our nieghbors across the street were setting off several canon at once...one (or more) tipped and sent some blazing balls of fire in our general direction...I am afraid I don't have any pictures of that OR our startled expressions when we saw it happen.


[It was a good day. Even now (mid-night) the explosions and detonations report. It sounds like a battlefield. The change this year is that we could sit on the front porch and see the fireworks. The new development has allowed this. Used to be we had to sit in the backyard to see the fireworks.

Tonight, after burgers, we took the dogs for a walk. Several people asked whether the noise bothered the dogs. Gypsy was somewhat nervous at times, but otherwise both handled the fireworks like they did that everyday. I was proud. They are such good dogs. Toby and Gypsy have both been exposed to gunfire, so loud noises are not new. Gypsy would usually rather hide, but Toby does not even appear to notice.

Here are a few pictures we managed to capture.]
Ha, I caught her while she wasn't looking...

Cora, you have sparks coming off your shoulders and head...did you just think of something?

We were having difficulty timing the photos to get fireworks and us in the pictures...I think I did ok with these two...

celebrating!

Of the two, I think she is the better looking...don't you agree? I hope everyone had a safe fourth!