Lake Tahoe, California The day begins bright and early. The sounds of the birds chirping, mixing with the warm glow of the sun shining through my tent, act as my alarm clock for the day. As I exit the tent, I inhale a deep breath of the crisp mountain air. It feels cool and fresh in my lungs. The campground is packed full of random campers from all across California and Nevada. This is defiantly …showed first 75 words of 1113 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1113 total…at, some get drawn into a trance and become one with the summer sky painted in the red, white, and blue sparkles of colored flames falling down upon the earth. At this moment one doesn't have a single care in the world, they are at piece with themselves. And by the end of the nights show, one might still look into the sky and see where all of the beautiful colors once showered the lake.