I know, I usually try to find the funny side of almost every thing.
But I want to tell you, anywhere in Texas, even in usually green, fertile East Texas, fireworks are not funny.
I don’t care who you are, and how careful you think you’ll be, you can’t control the sparks. I know you think one black cat won’t matter–but let me tell you, this is the worst drought we’ve had in more than 20 years. If you’ve ever seen a herd of cattle burn to death, you won’t think it’s worth it.
Join me in putting the fireworks in the closet. We’ll wait til next year and pray for rain.