Borage fireworks..

A day where it didn't rain and there were glimpses of blue sky.. wow! We are fuddy duddies when it comes to celebrating the 4th. I thought this borage would stand in for tonight's fireworks. I do miss the celebrations in my hometown in Wyoming, though.
My Granny was born on the 4th of July way back in 1909. She was a spit fire. We called her our swinging Granny. She liked to dance and swear and was quite the character.  She passed away a couple weeks before her 100th birthday.