I didn't blog last night because I stayed up much too late watching fireworks. The Fort Wayne fireworks were magnificent as usual, with some special effects I hadn't seen before, and we had a perfect view from the parking lot in front of my apartment building. But that was just the opening act. Years ago, when I was experiencing my first summer in this apartment, a nice neighbor told me to be sure to go out on my balcony to see the other fireworks after the Fort Wayne show finished. So I did, and have been doing it every 4th since. Sitting on my 10th floor north facing balcony (sometimes with a glass of wine) I can see fireworks from neighborhoods and small towns for miles around. It's really quite an amazing show. The only problem is that I feel like I'm watching a tennis match, swinging my head from side to side to try to see every display. Another note here. My page-a-day trivia calendar says that many fireworks are named after flowers such as chrysanthemums and peonies. Makes sense to me.
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