Challenge: Day 1

Just Yesterday a good friend of mine calls me up and issues a challenge: take a picture everyday for the next 30 days and post it. No this doesn't mean that I can take any random picture and call it good, it has to have some artistic merit to it. The place of posting was left to my discretion, so naturally I choose to post it here.

So here goes with my first pic.

Now starting on the fourth of July kind of made today's pic very easy to decide, but hard to pull off. Seriously, have you ever tried to capture a picture of fireworks. It's not easy.

I can remember many a grand fourth of July nights, but only a few times has the whole of the day been a deep rooted memory. Most of my life I would watch fireworks at a ce

rtain local with the group changing every year from one group of friends to another, and sometimes with family. Some I spent watching from a nice square of grass and a blanket with others standing and walking through crowds.

Two separate years stick out in my mind. Both were during runs of theatre productions. In the first one, our little group had managed to get a spot in the parade to promote our show. Despite differences in the two co-directors we were able to pull a float together and gather our crew to walk the streets. We had candy to throw, and swords to swing. But what I remember the most is the time afterwards, after the morning parade had finished. We gathered at a one of the cast member's houses and ate food. I remember the joys of just being. A group of friends just having fun.

The second memory was also during a summer run play production. This one is probably where I've bonded the most with any cast, more than likely due to the fact that we were all living in the middle of nowhere with no one else to hang out with for the four summer months. On this fourth we had an early showing and we were hoping to rush the hour and a half to the sacred place of watching of fireworks. The whole group had ended up going, but we never met up due to separate cars. Our car had four. Traveling as fast as we could we still missed the first ten minutes of fireworks. I remember mostly these three companions and what we did. Two of which were the ones I spent the majority of my time up in the woods. Thats all I have to say about that.

Happy Birthday America. Each year holds another memory on this wonderful remembrance of what we as a nation stand for.

Also I know it is a one pic a day challenge, but I may from time to time have more than one, and I may or may not have writings to go with them. We'll see how it goes.