fireworks

i love fireworks, but it has been years since i went to a firework display. i was at tower hill for the millennium fireworks, and while a lot of people were disappointed by them i was enthralled.
there is a childlike glee watching a rocket scream and screech into the night sky and then explode in to a shower of stars that burn and dazzle for all too brief moment before they die and fall to earth. the whiz bang, the smoke drifting across the the area, the smell of burning all sets the pulse racing.
i enjoy walking around the city during the firework period and catching the rockets blazing up the sky, wondering where the next one will explode. the sounds of distant bangers and popping of rockets and ground fireworks, the hidden fizzle of sparklers as you walk past walled gardens. the city is transformed into a magical place with mystery noises and phantom lights.
i love fireworks as much now as when i was a kid.
the only difference now is that i do not go out hunting for the casings of old rockets like i used to.

but next year i am going to have to go here as it sounds like this is a town that knows how to enjoy fireworks.