Boom!

I had just fallen asleep. Then, at around 23h00, I was awakened by semi-rhythmic thuds off to our northwest, toward Mareuil. At first I thought the dog was up to something, but as the fog cleared I realized what it was: fireworks. The show lasted about fifteen minutes. I couldn't see anything out the north window because the shade was closed and there's a fan spinning on the dresser in front of the window. Too much to deal with at groggy o'clock.

The view down rows of neatly trimmed grape vines.

Then the music started. Faint music, but with a discernable beat, off to the east, where Saint-Aignan is. I assume there was a party on the island, or maybe in the municipal stadium. It went on for a few hours. I made the rounds of the house just because I was awake. But soon after I went back to bed, around 02h00, I was in slumber land again. It's not even the 14th yet. I wonder what we'll hear tonight.