The Festival of Lights...

...No, not that one. 

We live in Chindia.

Last night our neighbor had a party for the celebration of Diwali, the Hindu Festival of Lights.

It's like Chanukah and the 4th of July all rolled into one. Literally. After drinks we all went outside and spent an hour or so lighting off celebratory fireworks. 

This used to be our milieu, our tableau if you will, and it's nice to know we can still light a pack of jumping jacks and toss them so they go off midair.

As we left Mrs. Stroock said in a few weeks we'll host a party for our own Festival of Lights. The Israelis can do the fireworks.