Fireworks?

No, waterworks.

On Wednesday I blipped this table with droplets of morning dew. This evening we had a prolonged, very noisy thunderstorm, culminating in torrential rain. The rain drops splashing on the table created a very different effect.

Cynthia had turned off my iMac during the storm, but it wasn't unplugged because we have a surge detector, and the lightning didn't get closer than a few miles. When I turned it on again after the storm had ended, it took much longer than usual to start up, and then it didn't know me -- it asked me for my name and password. I was afraid its brain had been fried, but I shut it down and started it again and all was well. I think my hair is probably a shade whiter.