The Fourth

Well, I went for slow and shaky shutter speeds.  Not at all like I said I would.  I was feeling tired, reflective.  It fits.

The Fourth of July was always a tradition for our family.  It was my mom's birthday, and it's not a holiday when we'd have to travel from one family's house to another, so for the most part, we were together for the fourth, every year.

 

This year, we all left my mom's visitation, grabbed food, and waited for the sun to go down.  She would have been 65 this year.

This is my brother Matt-  all three of my brothers love lighting things on fire, but, fireworks were always especially Matt's thing.