Jul 5, 2005

July Fourth in Cumming, Georgia

Last night's fireworks are something I won't soon forget. I didn't see fireworks much as a kid, and then living in Texas, we always went somewhere to see fireworks--like Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio, or Disney in Orlando. This going somewhere usually involved asphalt and a bit too much July heat.

Last night, the fireworks came to us. Sitting on our front porch, the first street to light up was maybe half a mile from us. Their grand display--worthy of Epcot--was finishing up only when a few folks on our own street started warming up their rockets.

Not only were the fireworks bursting right overhead beautiful, but there was a brewing storm for background ambiance. Purple and green lightening chased each other through the clouds with pitchforks. A misty rain threatened to douse the display but it couldn't keep up with my neighbors' persistence (and deep rocket reserves).

We went to bed way too late.
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