The 4th of July was a wash.
Seems they decided to move the fireworks barge from out in front of the Maritime museum (which my aunt and uncle live right directly up the hill from) to somewhere down the river, I'm guessing the Alderbrook area which is out of site from where I was.
Well no one told me. And Auntie said she'd been listening to the radio and she hadn't heard anything about it, I guess I should have payed more attention. So no fireworks show for me but a good time was had by all anyway,
See me having fun?
Then I made the Man take me to the beach and we had more fun...
And He took beautiful shots of The Wreck of the Peter Iredale, see...
Then we went home and lazed around all day doing pretty much nothing, I'd call that a good day.