Hard to believe today was the 4th of July, mentally I have been preparing for this weekend for months. Last time I heard a firework go off with no warning I tried to run and almost jumped off a bridge into the river. (and I was the sober one)... Something about the BOOM, PoP brings back a lot of bad thoughts, feelings, and emotions.
So here I have been, practicing my deep breathing, and other tricks to keep me from freaking out for the past few days as everyone it seems fires off their own arsenal of fireworks.
To make matters more interesting, Emily my dog (the little one) is my PTSD dog she freaks and this weekend has dug a hole under the fence to scratch at the door till we let her in. She then proceeded to hide and not let me out of her reach.
The moon was behind us but it was still worthy of a picture as the dusk turned to night.
The fireworks we pretty nice for my small town. I having had 5 margaritas before hand, as well as a personal pep talk, and hiding behind my camera made the evening a lot more enjoyable.
So for the first time in 5yrs I was able to sit and watch the show, capture the fireworks explode and not flip out.
crystal formation
Feathers
a zinnia
a dandalion
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