Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Waking Up one Morning at a Time


At first, everything was quiet for a time. People chatted, children counted down.


Then, there was a pop, and everyone went silent. Eyes on the skies.


The air crackled and suddenly we felt our lungs explode.


Bright lights and crackling fire.


Firepower not seen since the second world war.


Still awestruck audience.


Broad explosions to clear the mind.


And there it was, as we watched.


The End.
Fireworks, folks. They're my specialty when it comes to hobby photos.

7 comments:

Tracy said...

I almost felt like I was there ;) I haven't been to watch fireworks in years!

ryan said...

very cool

Trevor said...

Awesome man, i think i hear National Geographic busting down your door!

Night shots are beautiful no mater what the subject.

good stuff.

D. said...

good work, Parker.

Jennifer Turek said...

Well done, friend ... well done!

Happy Family Day!

Stephanie said...

One of these summers you should come down here for the Fourth and take photos of the fireworks over the lake. Hehe, ditto to Danny.

E said...

Very cool photos! I can never get fireworks to show up as bright and oooh-inspiring on camera as they do in real life.