Asakiyume mita

This day had some marvel to it. The neighborhood felt very festive--the neighbors next to us and diagonally across the street had both put up tents for their kids to play in, and the across-the-street neighbors were sitting outside all day, chatting with various visitors, masked. Their little boy and the next-door little boy were playing together, masked, so let it not be said that little kids won't wear masks.

Here's the next-door neighbor, posing for me:



His little sister wasn't wearing a mask at this moment, but later on she was sporting a disposable one:



The tall one came over, first time since the plague struck, and the healing angel and her significant other came over too, and we toasted marshmallows and had lettuce that another neighbor had given us, and tomatoes and pickles and sausages and eggs. The wood from the fire smelled as fragrant as incense.

Coming home from dropping the tall one back at his apartment, I saw the full moon, blushing pink. This photo is a poor snapshot--I know you will find beautiful photos of tonight's moon if you look. But I pulled into an empty parking lot to get this one. Sometimes blurry is just right.



And then later this evening, someone in the apartment complex through the woods from us was shooting off pretty serious fireworks, and you could make them out through the nighttime trees, and they were beautiful. This doesn't capture it, except to give you the feel of mysterious lights in the darkness:



Have people watched Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts? We just finished season one, and I loved the soundtrack so much! I played everyone the song from the last episode in season one, "Purple Jaguar Eye"
Oh purple jaguar eye
Open up and be alive
See the world in vivid colors
There's no turning back
You've got all the love you need
To run surefooted, newly freed