And speaking of Fireworks...Ohio has to have one of the silliest fireworks laws on the books. This is how it reads:
"Sparklers, trick noisemakers & novelties are exempt under Ohio law. Other consumer fireworks may be sold to Ohio residents upon execution of a form agreeing to take the items out of the state within 48 hours, or to out-of state residents upon execution of a form agreeing to take the items out the state within 72 hours."
And this is what it means in reality:
On the afternoon of the Fourth, after promising my four-year-old that we would do fireworks before he went to bed, without knowing the above statute, I made a quick trip to Walmart to buy some fireworks. All I found in the large display labeled "Fireworks" was a bunch of overpriced economy packs of smoke bombs, Pop-its, and sparklers--sparklers sold by the hundreds, as if I needed 15o sparklers, as if anybody needs 15o sparklers. The only other stores in town that might have had fireworks were either closed or only had the same wanna-be fireworks that Walmart was selling. I found out later that the nearest fireworks stand was more than forty-five minutes up the road. In the end I bought seven dollars worth of noise makers and took them home. Mr. Baseball was okay with the noisemakers, especially the two shaped like pistols, but the QB and I were pretty bummed. What is the Fourth without ground-bloom flowers, Killer Bees, Piccolo Petes, and California Candles?
And what is with Ohio's law anyway? Everyone I talk to buys all of their fireworks out of town, signs the form that says they'll leave the state to discharge them, and then disregards the law and lights off the fireworks out on their property, or out in the country. What's the point of a law that no one wants, no one obeys, and no one enforces? ahhh bureaucracy...gotta love it.
Anyway, back to the parade....
Then on Saturday morning after the Fourth fiasco, we decided to go to Lake Hope State Park for a short hike, and while we were getting ready in the parking lot at the trail head, up pulled our neighbors, John and Pualani (Pooh-uh-la-ni), in their 198? Ford cruise liner. They didn't know we were going to be there, and we didn't know they were going to be there, but since they were, and we were, we all decided to hike part of the day together. They were set up for a ten mile hike (they're both big hikers), and we were planning on more like 1.5 miles, so we just hiked for a little while together, and then went our separate ways, but it was nice to hike with them for a while (they took this lovely photo for us). John is getting an M.A. in picking moss (plant biology) so he kept us informed about all the amazing plants that we passed (which were all so new and different than the Oregon and Utah flora we're used to), and Mr. Baseball set the pace so he kept us moving. The monkey enjoyed the view from his perch on my back and he stayed awake the whole time.