“The crowds,” my friends said. “The parking,” they lamented. And yet I headed out anyhow. To Brooksville, the county seat of Hernando county. I grabbed a parking spot in the courthouse lot, not realizing the uphill climb I would have to be where I needed to be. But once there the lights were lovely. And a performance was in the works, that was obvious. Not a school group as I first thought, this was a performance put on by a group called Stir Up the Gift. I took pictures as they set up, but what I was waiting for was the carriage rides. I imagined the lovely pictures I might get, but the reality was a bit of a disappointment. Perhaps it’s that the only other time I’ve done this was when I saw the Budweiser Clydesdales delivering beer one evening in Palm Harbor. Now that would be a hard act for anyone to follow. And once I had gotten plenty of photos my thoughts turned to the long, dark, walk to the parking lot where I’d left the car, and so I left. A nice evening for myself, and home in time for Jeopardy.
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