Ever since I was a little boy I have been awed by fireworks. There beauty only lasts for a few seconds and they are a perfect contradiction, soft and graceful as a result of a powerful explosion. When I was a youngster the loud bang scared me yet today it may well be my favorite part. Regardless, watching them always makes me feel like a kid again. One of these days I will brave the 4th of July madness in Boston to photograph that display against the backdrop of the city's skyline. Until then these will have to suffice. Thanks for looking.