Happy Fourth of July. Happy Birthday to the good ol’ USA. I know it’s actually the fifth now, but I didn’t get a chance to write this yesterday.
It was, over all, a restful weekend. On the fourth itself, we got to play with (minor) explosives, and watch a display of (major) explosives. Unfortunately, Virginia has outlawed all the most entertaining fireworks for home use. No firecrackers. No roman candles. No bottle rockets. We had fountains and sparklers, and those little popper things that make noise when you throw them against the pavement with sufficient force. Oh, and smoke bombs. Smoke bombs are fun.