I didn't go watch any fireworks this year.
But last night, after a LONG day of partying and picnicking, I headed home along I-75. It must have been about 10:00 pm, because my route was illuminated by all the community fireworks from Bloomfield Hills to Ferndale. I turned off the stereo and just took it in as I drove.
When I got home, I turned off the lights, got into bed and opened the window. There were fireworks going off in the distance, from every direction. Faint “pops” and “sizzles” and the occasional flash of light and color when one of them got above the tree line.
I went to sleep with a smile on my face last night.
