But, things have changed. I just watched a great fireworks exhibition from my bedroom balcony. I was oohing, aahing, and clapping so much, you would have thought I was watching the fireworks at Disney. But no - it was my next door neighbors. They had fireworks big enough to cover the sky over my house. I have to admit, there were a couple times when I couldn't fight the instinct to duck. I don't think they can get the height that the professional fireworks shows manage. I was hoping that I didn't end up with some trees burning in the starlight. Even the finale did not disappoint. They let go with, what seemed like a hundred, big, sparkly, crackly, fireworks. It was great!
So, to my next door neighbors, I don't know your names, but thanks for a hell of a show!
Disclaimer...the, above, photo is not from my neighbors display, but it looked just like that. I waited too long to run in to get my camera, so I didn't get any real pics.
Happy New Year!
Cyndi
