one of the great things . . .

about living where I do is the occasional night time entertainment called shuttle launches.



Of course on the 11th the only thing I got was the moon . . . the shuttle being aborted.

But tonight. Through the trees across the street, we get this:



and this:



and to lighten it up a bit . . . we have the trail . . .



and the mouse thinks he has the happiest place on earth . . .