Home all day with Harriet, Tisha, and Claire -- catching up with the day's musical tasks, including finishing the composition of Psalm 99 (11 pages total) and beginning that of The Decameron - Second Day: Novel II ""Rinaldo d'Asti Is Robbed, and Is Entertained by a Widow Lady", plus orchestration of page 70 re Violin Concerto and a 14th sheet for the pdf of San Timoteo Can[yon]tata. In the evening, an all-American summer fete of hot dogs, corn-on-the-cob, and watermelon ("don't put me on, Mr. Nkrumah"),
followed by a fireworks run -- resembling a fire chase -- Monte Vista Boulevard until the roadblock, north and west and north and west (the last two ultimately on Vine), south on Gibson Canyon back to town,
where the crowds have been unleashed, back-tracking around to the post-office, stuck in traffic, across to a side street west, delayed again (onto and attempting to get off Buck), then Alamo, and the freeway ultimately returning,
with a free full lunar light show above dark, rustling verge...
