I may not be feeling very patriotic these days—I have no interest whatsoever in defending what this country is becoming on all too many fronts—but I still love the Fourth of July fireworks, and with my granddaughter Stasia in residence, we had an excuse to journey to what has always been a fine pyrotechnics display at Old Mountain Field in South Kingstown. We were even invited to join a church picnic there, so, armed with all my camera gear, we made the jaunt and settled in to enjoy good company, great weather, and, as soon as it got dark, a splendid photo op. I had a little tripod trouble, so far too many of the shots were a bit on the blurry side. But I took enough images that I wound up with a few winners. I'd put this one, taken at the height of the Grand Finale, in the positive category.