[or cookouts, depending on your vernacular]
These things spell out the fourth of July, Independence Day. A day that's supposed to commemorate the birth of the United States, but more often than not, is left for us to *eat, drink, and be merry.
Even more importantly, it's a day dedicated to setting things on fire [cue references to 'The Girl Who Played With Fire' or 'the girl on fire']. I absolutely loved sparklers as a kid. There's something that's so innocent about them. It's like holding a little magic in your hands [I can neither confirm or deny I believed in fairies and magic as a little girl...].
You can see this awe all over our faces [yes, we are grown men and women playing with sparklers]. How does this discussion come full circle, you ask? I guess I can tie my love for sparklers back into the independence and innocence of this country, back before everything got so jaded.
So have a festive, fun fourth everyone!
[And pick up some sparklers!]
*Upon further research, this is apparently a Bible verse. I always assumed it came from some Charles Dickens novel. Funny how much Google teaches me. I can learn things!