|Sparks were flying this fourth of July.|
Today was an amazing day. The weather cooperated. The parade was fun. The cookout was so good I forgot to take photos. The fireworks were perfectly visible from my house. And, most importantly, I tracked down a giant bag of cotton candy.
Cotton candy is an important part of Independence Day for me. When I was little, we'd hang around the ball field all day where there was a pretty big celebration. There would be singing and lots of junk food. I'd always get a snow cone and a cotton candy spun straight out of the machine onto a paper cone. Sometimes I'd get two. Of each. And then I'd have a tummy ache for the rest of the day. Good times!
|You know you're jealous.|
|Check out that sunset. Gorgeous, right?|
I took nearly 150 photos of fireworks. Aren't you glad I didn't subject you to all of them? You're welcome. It's been a long day and so I'm off to bed, folks. Good night!