I missed Randomday on Saturday. Friday, as the 4th of July, was very, very noisy. "the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, gave proof through the night" that Vancouver USA was still there. I had to shower off from all the gunpowder smoke and the last explosions were somewhere around 1:00 a.m.
Here's a little photo essay from last week, before the noise of the 4th.
Bilbo, being the cat's cat that he is, was roaming the neighborhood and not available for pictures when I took these.
On a slightly related note, the Tour de France/Fleece has begun. I am not doing anything official on Ravelry at this point, but... I am spinning Muffball's fur again. It is going better than the last time I tried, two years ago. I am using the Kuchulu Turkish spindle. Pictures when I actually get around to it. It's summer -- the time to do crazy stuff on the blog, and to be as lazy as I can get away with.