Sunday evening my neighborhood had a lights and luminaries parade.
Earlier in the day, thousands of white bags where set out along the road. At dusk everyone went out and lit the tea light candles inside. The streets glowed.
We all gathered at the clubhouse, the golf carts lined up for the parade. The air vibrated with the noise of kids, laughing and running around on a coco and sugar cookie high. Finally everyone climbed into their golf carts and the parade began.
A procession of over thirty golf carts winded along the streets, pausing at homes with extensive decorations or a Santa waving from the drive way.
It's a dreamlike experience, to be in a parade of golf carts, driving down candle lit roads. It's why we moved here. To give our children and enchanted childhood.
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