Fire in the Sky

It's the first time in ten years that fireworks over Bull Shoals Lake was not part of our July 4th party.  The times, they are a-changin'.  In Dogpatch this day is always a jubilant time.  We have cooked out, cooked in, attended large gatherings and family reunions every year since discovering the joy of  this little  mountain town.  We found our favorite places to gather for a view of the much anticipated display.  Grandchildren were issued glow sticks and glow bracelets to wear.  It made it very easy to keep an eye on them and they thought they were just playing with fire!  The parties continue in Dogpatch, but we were not there to share.  I have felt a sadness most of the day with this loss.

We actually had a great day with Son and Daughter In Law and a couple of friends.  We met more of our  Texas neighbors and they have made us feel welcome and included.  By next year, I bet we will be well into planning for my favorite holiday.  The cookout hosted by Son and DIL was delightful, but we almost stayed too late to see the fireworks.  No matter where I may be, I always insist on seeing public displays of fireworks.  It's one of the major joys in my summer.  Family and friends all know they cannot be missed.

As we sat munching on the last of the watermelon, one of the friends mentioned that the fireworks should be underway in our little town on the lake.  That was our cue to make a quick race for the new hometown. We were told the display was awe inspiring from the city park.  That could have been an understatement.  As we followed the road through the hills, an occasional burst would appear.  By the time we arrived, the build up to the finale was in progress.  You can bet I will be here in time for the first light of sparklers next year.  Happy Independence Day!