No matter what your age is, isn’t there just something so enchanting about fireworks?
I have such fond childhood memories of my grandparents taking me near and far to see the majestic displays.
Happy Birthday, America!
You know, I don’t believe I’ll ever outgrow wanting to see the beautifully colored pixie dust explode in the night sky.
Oohing & Ahhing!
Your nose pointed upward towards the sky in anticipation.
The loud thunderous booms you feel in your chest.
We were able to get home in time as dusk rapidly approached. I drug Mr.B towards the nearby US Army Base to catch the 4th of July show. We sat down a blanket in a church parking lot. What fun seeing and hearing the Koreans just as excited to watch as we were. (Mr. B, Thanks for loving my inner fun child side too!)