Scandihoovian Candles and The Big Bottom Blast
We had The Big Bottom Blast last night. Yup, that's what it is called. The first batch of non-indian settlers came from the deep Appalachia country and settled in a wide, river valley they called, The Big Bottom.
Our valley is surrounded by mountains, which makes for some nice echoes from the fireworks. We watch from a backyard and some wear hats, safety glasses, and earplugs because we are under the shrapnel area.
This isn't really a town. It is a community. The core area, which floods once in a while, is a small grocery, a mini-mart/gas station, post office, library. There's a few other businesses scattered around--some where they won't flood. The major employment is the sawmill, the school, and the Forest Service.
This is looking at the football field and up the eastern part of the valley.
I took a maple Scandihoovian Candle that had been setting in the shop for over a year. After liberal squirting with lighter fluid, it took off.
We put some kind of chemical in it to make the flames more colorful. On a double dog dare, an engineer guy threw the packet in. That turned out to be the best way because the flame stayed colored for a hour or so.
When it got dark, the fireworks started. Back in the heyday of our community, there used to be lawnmower races and music. But mills closed, and logging companies closed up or moved, so we just have a swap meet and fireworks.
The fireworks show is pretty impressive for such a little burg.
Now it is after the 4th, and summer might happen.
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