opens-at-nightfall: Just when you thought you may have imagined that one marvelous week so very long
opens-at-nightfall: Just when you thought you may have imagined that one marvelous week so very long ago, you once more spy the tops of black-and-white striped tent tops in a field a short distance away. The scent of caramel and bonfire smoke drifts on the cool October breeze, and you hear a distant strain of music. You can’t quite follow the melody, but you’d swear you had heard it somewhere before… -- source link