More fireworks

Every year, on the last weekend of July, the city of Newberg puts on its Old Fashioned Festival. When we first moved here, I thought it was a very strange name, but I have become accustomed to it. We enjoy four days of live music, craft and vendor booths, an overpriced carnival, a parade, and FIREWORKS. It was very hot yesterday, but I knew if I chickened out and missed the fireworks I would regret it all year. I know of which I speak, because I have done it before. The July 4th fireworks in Astoria were nice but I love to lie down in the field and have the fireworks be directly overhead. I'm picky that way!
So, at about 8 o'clock, Jeff and I moseyed over to the old Renne field and found a spot next to friends and close to the Baby Boomers Band. Our kind of music.
And waited for Jon and Jenny and the boys to arrive. It was their first Old Fashioned Festival Fireworks.
Here they are, waiting for the show to begin.


I love the photo at the top of Jenny and Jeff. I caught them in the ambient light of the fireworks, no easy feat with the delay on my camera.
It was the best fireworks EVER.
Wait a minute, I say that every year.
But really, it was.

Earlier in the day, Jenny and the boys marched with me in the parade. Our friend, Rob Cornilles, has decided to challenge the long-incumbent Democrat, David Wu. He has a long and difficult row to hoe (farming metaphor there) so we marched to support him. It was my first time in the parade. Usually I sit on the sidelines with kids or grandkids and encourage them in their accumulation of candy. Snitching all of the good chocolate.


Jeff fell asleep towards the end of the parade. According to Jenny, the boys got up at 6am.