I walked around the Chelsea Galleries yesterday… in large part to remind myself why I don’t really enjoy Chelsea Galleries, but it was nice to duck into them when avoiding the spring rains that came and went all afternoon. When I got home I heard the sound of thunder in the gathering dark. It took me a few rumbles to realize it wasn’t thunder, but fireworks and I ran to the roof to see the sky, but most of the action was hidden behind the skyline. Tonight they’re shooting more for the Brooklyn Bridge birthday. Fireworks season is upon us. Even better than street fairs.