I slowed down to meander around the Ozarks, which are much too fine to hurry through. Fireworks are legal in MO, and on July 4th every town large enough to have a post office set off megatons. Their combined explosions filled the sky to each horizon with smoke and fire. I tried to sleep in my hammock, tied next to the river amid cicadas and lighting bugs, but the booming, kaleidoscopic sky continued early into the morning.
Sounds like one hell of a show
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