A few years ago I was in Ely, Nevada for a high school reunion taking place over the Fourth of July. The fireworks that evening were spectacular and I was so thrilled to be there, to be able to take some gorgeous pictures, to see friends so important in my life, to rekindle friendships with a few I'd hadn't seen in far too long.
I've seen several fireworks displays since then, in different venues, celebrating a variety of occasions, but none have been as special as that Fourth of July, surrounded by friends from my past, my husband's arms around my waist as I leaned against him, and, of course, tracking the display with my camera.
Happy Fourth of July, everyone. Let Freedom Ring.