As the daylight on the 4^th ended Shelly noticed the full moon and pointed it out. It still hung low and later it moved me to take a shot as I sat out back watching an array of fireworks, likely less than legal blocks away, sometimes closer in every direction. I do not recall ever seeing such an investment by neighborhood folk in risky activity, no matter how attractive the results appear from the apparent safety of my yard. News reports this year certainly noted an unusual upswing in fireworks; I heard pretty much several times a night for the month preceding the Day of our Independence. At the same time, I liked the PBS special, A Capital Fourth. You know that phrase “timing is everything.” Well, about an hour in when I timely fired up the show on my iPad, I caught the (John) Fogerty Family perform Centerfield and the CCR classic Proud Mary (I watched the rewind of the show to catch John and family on a big screen when I went in; PBS reruns it tonight at 8:00 p.m. on WLIW channel 21.). Just let me conclude how it was a nice day to reflect on the American dream and experiment and hope and wish for the best going forward.

[Editor's note: the plan going into to this week was a blog about rain songs; interesting to see when it occurs, if ever.]