the fifth of july

i have a fireworks hangover.  last night, just after 9 p.m.  i packed the dogs into the car & hightailed it up the street to a spot where i could see the fireworks displays from at least three communities.

it seemed that they had coordinated their displays so that you when you turned to watch one send a chrysanthemum of red sizzle up into the air, the neighboring community would have a little break, but shortly follow with a burst of green or white or blue or purple & red/white/blue.  cue sousa.

meanwhile, the dogs patiently waited in the car, completely uninterested in the fireworks with the occasional wet nose against the window & whimper of “when are we going to get to pee?”


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