As the sinking sun yields the golden light of the dying day, the Washington Summer Festival shifts into its next gear, with hordes of new people descending upon the waterfront community's business district. When the light fades, I head to my car, which I habitually park behind the county administration building. The once empty parking lot is now full, and home is just a few miles away. I'm hungry and my wife misses me ... I hope.
Washington's Music in the Streets was held on that third Friday, as promised, just a few days after the weekend that was the annual Summer Festival. Downtown Washington's West Main and Market Streets are the platforms for small bands to make big music.
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WHAT? Clown? Clown never crossed my mind, however, Ms.Potts is unique in her splendidly coloful attire. Perfect for accordian song: hence the black and white keys and the stripes of the outfit. She is truely an inspiration to those of us who are afraid to step away from our boring black, brown, and tan wardrobe!!!! Love you Madame!
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It all began with Ringling, Ringling, a ringing in my ear. How frightening, and yet so very weird.