The Saddle and Cycle Club is a very exclusive country-club-in-the-city. Years ago, I worked at a company whose executives were members and we had a company party there. It was lovely -- manicured lawns, a lovely clubhouse, good catering department -- and I could get home on public transportation. It's still there and is bigger. They've bricked the driveway and installed a roofed ice rink. There is an outdoor heated paddleball court which members seem to enjoy most when it's freezing outside. The lawns are still manicured and lovely and there are well-used tennis courts. On the 4th of July, they have fireworks.
As it's a private club, they never announce at what time the fireworks will be shot off but it's every 4th of July at about 9:30pm. People gather in the park on blankets, congregate on the street, sit on Foster Beach, drop anchor in their boats on the lake, or, like me, stand at the window in the dark and watch. Okay, that's not what I did. This year I stood at the window and snapped off hundreds of pictures.
These are some very good, high-end fireworks. The Saddle and Cycle Club is not without funds! They really tossed up a lot of exploding matter and I took plenty of pics. Some of the shots are surreal, some look like an invasion of space aliens, a few look like fireworks exploding, and many were kind of crap and it was cool! When it was over, the club members applauded and I could hear them.
Next year I going to grab a friend or two and a blanket and go sit in the park and just enjoy it. Photography is nice but so is living in the moment.
|The Works Surreal (or was I just jittery?)|
|Fireworks! Real fireworks!|
|The fiery aliens thought the chrysanthemums were its real parental units.|