Like any good American, I mark the Fourth of July with fireworks. What is more American than the holiday sanctioned neon lights, loud explosion, and brilliant choreography of dancing embers in the night sky? I love every minute of it. I’m sad to say that this year, I didn’t see many fireworks. The dry weather in Georgia had cops on the high alert to stop illegal shooting of fireworks, since any stray spark could ignite a wildfire displacing hundreds of people and destroying thousands of properties. I can understand the reasons for them stopping us, but it’s a real damper on the festivities.
My little dinner party crew went out to the lake to watch the local town shoot off fireworks. However, the licence and insurance one needs to get the permit to shoot off fireworks is costly, and many local operations forego the proper channels to provide light entertainment to the masses. When we arrived, a cop was already there shooing bystanders away. We lit our sparklers after he had left, hoping the big fireworks display would still go on without a hitch. However, only 15 minutes later, the cop returned to warn us that anybody illegally shooting fireworks would be cited.
Fireworks are almost worth getting arrested but not quite. Still, the evening was fun with good company, good food and an awesome dog! The Australian Shepard (pictured above) could “get the cat” or chase after the indoor cats when they escaped outside and pin them to the ground so their owners can return the cats to the house. Dogs are incredibly intelligent!