You know, for this first week of July, I had planned on writing this really great piece that was going to successfully tie together in one cohesive post the seemingly unrelated items of Canada Day (July 1), Independence Day (July 4), a World War II veteran Royal Australian Air Force pilot, his charming wife, and a Sunday afternoon watching The Gondoliers by Gilbert & Sullivan at the Sydney Opera House. Instead, it's been such a frustrating, confusing week I can barely even string together a good sentence. So tonight, the only thing I'm going to post is my boring Canada Day fireworks photos. (I'm really sorry).
Ok, I'm off to ball hockey practice. Nothing quite like stopping a few slapshots to make oneself feel better.
Fireworks on Canada Day in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. (2006). Friends Dave, Cori and Lise came over and we watched the night show from the banks of the North Saskatchewan River on a hot and balmy July 1.
More fireworks. (2006).
Even more fireworks. (2006).