I had an extremely productive Saturday...wonderful writing conditions on our screened porch, sunny and mid-70's. So I sat out there with my Dana and wrote more than a third of a chapter.
It's the Annual Balloon Festival weekend in the neighbouring town. As usual, we ate our supper on the deck and waited for the usual show. Right after we finished eating, we clearly heard the sound of an incoming balloon nearby.
We hurried to the edge of the lake. But no balloon/s came soaring over the water.
We assume the one we'd heard landed in up the high field, behind the trees and out of our view. It was close, no question.
So, because the balloons didn't come to see us, we jumped in the car and went to see the balloons!
On Saturday night of the Balloon Festival, at dusk, all the balloonists return to the big sports field in town for a tethered "Night Glow." On the announcer's commands, the balloonists fired their burners to glow in unison, or in a particular order, or randomly. It was a lovely show.
We got up close and personal, because the warmth of the flame was very pleasant on the chilly summer night.
The event was more crowded than we'd ever seen it, perhaps because it was the 25th Anniversary, or because the weather was so glorious.
And after the Night Glow came...
...the Fireworks Spectacular!
And very spectacular it was, living up to the advance billing. Truly it was the best display I think we'd ever seen, with effects that were entirely new and utterly amazing. The organisers doubled or tripled their usual fireworks budget because of the milestone anniversary. I'd say they got their money's worth!
The pictures can't really do it justice. The finale was simply breathtaking. The crowd went wild!
We returned home to find a pair of very excited dogs, who had probably heard every blast and boom. But at least the explosions were muffled by the distance, and the hills and ridges in between our Lodge and the town.
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