We were very graciously invited into town for the fireworks..possibly to the best seat in the house on the river. Gravy’s place is right across from the area where the display is set to go off. It was a great place..lots of elbow room and a place to park..a good time for me to practice photographing fireworks! The bats began flying around at dusk. We had lots of bats at the resort, they are harmless…some of the older ladies put their hats on..the old they will get caught in your hair thought. I used to sit on the edge of the bed and watch them fly out at dusk on warm summer nights so I am not afraid of them.
The fireworks show was awesome. Here are a few of my best shots. In order to photograph fireworks you need a tripod and patience. I tried counting and timing my shots..sometimes it worked..sometimes it didn’t..my camera was pointed directly overhead. The smell of gunpowder filled the air, the bats disappeared and the air turned a hazy blue, visible only in the light from the fireworks.
The concussions began to bother Far Guy toward the end..he was grateful when the show was over. The sounds of the trumpet playing Taps and then The Star Spangled Banner came from our friend Ray. The sweet musical notes carried over the water as a reminder that we are indeed the land of the free and the home of the brave.
We watched fireworks in the distance all the way home..and when we got home Chance refused to go outdoors, he is not a fan of loud popping noises.
This is my best Artsy Fartsy shot..I guess I am a bit strange..but this one really appeals to me:)