Last year you may remember
my crazy husband and niece/god daughter
watched our little town's fireworks on our rooftop.
(You can revisit that post here.)
Our town's fireworks are a week ahead of July 4th,
as we have an annual street festival.
On the last night they shoot off the festival's end fireworks.
As we live just minutes away as the crow flies
one may watch the fireworks from the backyard....
or used to be able to, as our trees have gotten very tall.
So those two crazy brave goofy loved ones of mine
climbed once again to our roof to watch them.
(I went into my office and
safely happily read blogs.)
Here is The Blue Hour without flash
so you can see how high up they are as they prepare
for the Sky Eye Candy.
It had just rained earlier so the roof was wet.
(I know they are absolutely nuts, right?)
He's holding onto her tightly but just yikes.
Adn because I insist on getting more than a few pics to choose from my goofy hubs of course has to throw up gang signs to make us laugh.
Some things never change.
(At least I hope not.)
As always, thank you for your visit!