The weather was weird this weekend, but it cleared up nicely just as dusk was descending. My youngest and I were supposed to go find fireworks (they’re loud, but he loves ’em) — but my neighbors were really enthusiastic about setting off pyrotechnics. Some really good stuff, too: the kind of stuff you have to (chortle, air quotes) “go over the border (snicker) to Pennsylvania (chuckle)” to get, because (cackle) fireworks are (laughter) are (belly laugh) are — hold on, I can do this — are illegal in Maryland. (falling down onto the floor, holding in herniated stomach)
So we just walked around the neighborhood a little. Good times! Hope you had a proper Glorious Fourth, too.
We found that we could see the municipal show just fine from our front porch.
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Pleasant to discover that as we aren’t really “go sit out on the bug-infested grass with strangers to watch things go boom” types anymore.
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Mew
The neighbors we usually launch fireworks with were visiting family out of town this weekend, so we saved a fair amount of money and set up lawn chairs about halfway down our driveway so we could watch the rest of our small town lighting up the sky. Nice, slightly cool weather, no mosquitos, and quite a few fireflies. Very nice evening.