Saturday. Got to sleep after midnight, kept awake by all the fireworks down by the lake, and so awoke at ten minutes to seven to get up and head out the door walking to breakfast on an overcast and cool morning, passing by some spent fireworks boxes and launchers on the way, arriving at the usual time to enter to the very back of the old closed off dining area as we decided to do yesterday and settle in with the papers.

The avocado and mushroom omelet, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee this time, finishing up by a quarter after nine to set out for home. Hadn't seen any bicyclists on the way in and noted the Ford Go-Bike rack was full in passing. Overcast and so comfortable walking, getting into the various flowers I've been half-assed photographing now since the millennium. It does seem to keep me amused.

And so onward below to wrap up the flower pictures below the Lakeview school and then on to note more discarded fireworks boxes and devices left from last night before taking the selfie in the lobby and then on to finish yesterday's entry and start here.

Too many pictures.

We're not willing to admit to that here.

Later. Watched the golf tournament on television for the first half of the afternoon and then spent the rest of the it watching video on the tablet. Well, movies and serial episodes on the tablet. Each of them seem to be interesting enough to keep me watching, but then off putting enough to not allow me to watch them for very long and so stop and start again, sometimes days later.

Evening. More fireworks in the near and medium distance, not as raucous as last night, but continuous, loud and lasting until well after midnight, keeping me awake. Yes, I was into fireworks as a youngster, but rarely for more than an hour after dark. Still, no complaints, not after our history with the detonations of our youth.