Last winter I attended an evening meeting at the Ed Ball Building that ended around ten. It was chilly and rained all day but by night there was a mist in the air.
I walked through a deserted Hemming Plaza (guess it was too late/cold/damp for the homeless.
The cloudy sky, mist and general fog along with the Confederate monument floodlit and soft music coming out of those speakers, the whole place seemed very romantic.
I was mesmerized and spent about a half hour just wandering around the square seeing, truly experiencing Hemming Park for the first time.
