Dusk is my favorite time of day and there's no better place to watch the blanket of evening roll in than Coolidge. The lights on the bridge, and the steamboat, and the carousel come on. People continue to play as if they still have all day. The sounds of a guitar can often be heard drifting on the river breeze. No more wondering what the day will bring. No more plans to make. Just showers, and pj's, and the smell of popcorn popping while we get ready for a movie or our favorite tv show.
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