Sonja found a beautiful moth, almost dead on the back patio.
Lauren, Georgia, and I rode to Lake DeSmet, and Jason met us there with a bucket of beer. The water was the perfect temperature for doggy paddling.
We went to the UCross Fireworks show. The entire county, or maybe two, must have been there. In photos, the smoke seems more the subject than the sparks.
We've been here long enough for two bouquets to wilt and rot.
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