Dogs are snoring on the floor behind me as the thump and sputter of fireworks plays out. Poppy gets really panicked buy them - there must have been some last night because she was a real pest at the door. I threw a cup of water on her (she hates that) so she'd go into the garage and go to bed, but I knew it would be worse tonight. I guess last night's water made such an impression on Cinnamon that she was ready to head to the garage when I went to the back door tonight - I think it hurt her feelings. :-( Anyway, they're all happily asleep on my office floor, ignoring the noise.

I canned eight pints of tomatoes this evening. There is space in the fridge again. I figured I wouldn't get to them until the weekend if I didn't do it today, and some were at their absolute peak. I still have plenty and will deliver fresh fruit to a couple of friends tomorrow.

Hopefully tomorrow I'll finally get a call with a time and place for closing on the house. I've had to put off so many things, waiting for them to finish up.

SRS