Saw something very similar to this when the power line sizzled, then sparked in the rain one dreary winter morning. We ended up without power for half a day.

I'm very pleased with how these turned out. Last year's essays resulted in lots of pictures of little more than night sky.

Dazzling, White-Hot, but Ephemeral: Just Like New England Summers.



There's a lot to be said for being able to sit on your front stoop (or in this case, the neighbor's front stoop, as a moving van was blocking our line of sight) to catch the show. Thanks, Mayor Curtatone, for restarting an old tradition!

Last night was the perfect night to gather at my neighbor's place for gossip punctuated by the requisite "oohs" and "aahs." Lots to catch up on, as the landlord and family are vacating the premises for points south. Am still up in the air as to whether or not I'll stay. We'll see what happens.

Never trust anyone over 50.

Livre Moi.

Please tell me that the French government isn't subsidizing this.