7/12/2006

Explosions in the Sky

Filed under: — Kate @ 7:26 am EST

I loved fireworks when I was a kid. The sight, the smell, the sound… especially the sound. The bigger the boom, the happier I was. My dad and I would call the extra loud ones “gutbusters,” and I looked forward to them every 4th of July.

But these days, I’ve become quite apathetic toward fireworks. It could be that I’ve just grown out of it, but I think it’s also because they seem less special than once were. Back in the day, it was hard to see decent fireworks. Now they are everywhere: anyone and everyone can put on a good show. And that’s great, but it does make them more commonplace.

My dad’s sentiments are pretty much in line with mine; my mom, on the other hand, still LOVES fireworks. It seems that as the quality increases, so does her enjoyment. If she could, I believe she would drag my father to every fireworks display in the tri-state area. So when my parents decided to come spend July 1st with me here in Philly, I couldn’t very well refuse to take them to see the pyrotechnics at Penn’s Landing that night.

I had the digital camera with me, so I amused myself by taking little movies and pictures of the fireworks. It actually made things a lot more fun, because given the nature of the subject, each photo turned out to be a surprise. I didn’t expect any of them to actually come out, but some of them did, and beautifully.

So… before the subject matter is completely irrelevant, I thought I’d post a few of my favorites. See the others after the jump.

2 Responses to “Explosions in the Sky”

  1. daveT Says:

    where’s the smiley faced ones? or didnt they have those?

  2. Ashley R Says:

    Was the heart-shape in the last one intentional? That’s a really pretty one too.

    I’m fairly unenthusiastic about fireworks too… after seeing the show at Penn State nothing around Dallas seems to compare. But the terrain’s really flat here, so from this one “hill” I found you can see firework displays from a half-dozen different towns at once… now that’s pretty nice. (I counted eight at once this year)