I’m not sure how it happens but when a group of people gather to watch fireworks they all make the same sounds. It doesn’t matter the age or language, we all intone “oooh” and “aaah” as the pyrotechnic display flashes across our retinas. I had the pleasure of watching fireworks with a group of people I met through Xanga. Even though Xanga is functionally dead, these connections persist and for that I’m forever thankful for my Xanga experience. We shared food and then watched the fireworks. I was too busy watching the sky and I’m not a photographer so my best shots are kind of pitiful.
I’ve been watching lots of fireworks lately at work too. The explosive environment there has made many of us act like the little ones experiencing the 4th of July fireworks for the first time – eyes wide in amazement with a touch of terror and hands clasped over ears to muffle the loud booms. I can’t go into particulars but there have been flashes and flames and loud sudden blasts. Most of us have a healthy respect for fire and hear our mother’s voices yelling at us to step away. But we seem to be locked in the same room as the powder keg and we have a couple of people lighting matches and tossing them around. I’m hoping that either the matches are taken away, the sprinkler system kicks in making everything too wet to burn, or I can crawl out a window and take cover in a “hidey-hole” until the danger has passed. In the mean time if you listen carefully you can hear my muffled cries of oooh and aaah and a few yikes!