Colors in the sky

About ten-thirty this morning I remembered: "Geez, I bought a new flag the other day." It took me a minute to find it, and another minute to remember the rest of it: "And I forgot to buy a freaking bracket for it." Fortunately, I am not entirely incapable of improvisation, and the winds fell short of maximum ferocity today, so this expedient worked out better than I had any right to expect. And even a brand-new flag is still a Grand Old Flag, don't you think?