Summer nights are my favorite. There’s something about the warm dusk that calls me out of my cozy comforts of home and into the soft, shadowy, twilight air. It’s a type of soul soothing that can only be experienced, not explained.

So when a festival promises to get me beneath the setting summer sun, I go! I bring my camera, a few silly friends, a coerced teenager and two cutems full of enough energy to last us through the firework show and the golf cart ride to the car.

I must admit, the festival felt a little anticlimactic- we all thought the balloons were going to fly! Instead they glowed, but we made the best of it, gleaning not so subliminal messages…

Don’t worry be happy!

Home is wherever I’m with you…

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