Fireworks

Hmmmm. So as I understand it the Fourth of July is sort of like Canada Day, but celebrating the American independence instead. Fair enough. I wonder if the Yanks cribbed the idea from us.

;-)

On a sunny, warm (not hot) July 4th, we enjoyed a relaxing day in the UP. Bands were playing to the folks in the lakefront park in Escanaba as we strolled on by late in the afternoon.

We didn't join them. Instead, it was a simple, casual dinner sitting on the back stoop of Conrad's Mom's apartment block. After a lovely time chatting with neighbours, sipping wine, eating, reading, it grew dark and we went up to a balcony to watch the fireworks.













I'll say this about Americans: they kick ass on Canadians when it comes to explosions!