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 It's another kind of Independence Day for me.  The last bag of spent fireworks has been picked up by the garbage company!  After Brother Brent's firework shows in July, he and the cousins picked up all of the blown up refuse from the crop circle where he shot them off - a safe distance from the house and spectators.  They put the stuff in big construction bags and stored them behind Mjolnir.  Every week since then I've driven Jormungandr back there, loaded one bag onto the back and motored it down to the the garbage can at the end of the drive.   Fortunately I don't usually have much household refuse because one fireworks bag and a tall kitchen bag is all the garbage can can hold.  Every year it takes about the same number of weeks - from 4th of July until Labor Day - to get rid of everything.  Good thing - wouldn't want any plastic bags on the ground once it starts getting cold.  All of those spent hollow firing tubes inside would be very desireable as over-wintering homes for little 'things'.  Imagine what would happen picking up one of those bags after the denizens of the fields moved in.  Like a early Halloween!