Hot air balloons were set ‘a glow’ tonight as the opening act of Callaway Garden’s 15th annual Balloon Festival.
My nephew and I arrived early in the day… allowing plenty of time to view the gardens and grounds before the evening’s Balloon Glow. The place was so empty we felt we had the entire 2500 acres to ourselves. I guess the Friday of Labor Day Weekend was the perfect time to visit.
I couldn’t wait to see the Day Butterfly House!!!! I wasn’t disappointed!! Although it was muggy and stifling hot, the sight of hundreds of butterflies flitting around you made up for the discomfort.
A Blue Morpho landed on my foot… attracted by my bright pink toes. No matter how much I wiggled my toes or shook my foot, he just wouldn’t leave. It took forever, but he FINALLY flew away.
Their wings are brown on the outside and don’t look like much… until they fly!The day was peaceful and calm. Meditating at the Chapel, enjoying the breath taking views of nature. Mr. Callaway would be happy to know that his dream of sharing such wonderment has come true… Until…
Until the concert at the beach accompanying the Ballon Glow! Jessta James… a Rock Band was the night’s entertainment. I couldn’t believe my ears!!! It’s not that they weren’t talented… they were… and I enjoy quality Rock as much as the next guy… they just weren’t the right music for the event.
It was a family event. Every where you looked there were young families and lots of kids. The balloons themselves were serene and beautiful. The water, the view, the surroundings all made you smile and relax. Then the bone chilling rock music SHRIEKED through the air and shook you out of the magic spell of the night.
OK… It was sweet that one of the band members professed his love to his girlfriend and proposed right there on stage… but I could have done without the Lead Singer talking about his brother’s death from an overdose. If this were a crowd of twenty somethings that enjoyed rock, I wouldn’t even mention my displeasure… but again I remind you all that the place was overflowing with young couples in love holding hands, hundreds of young families, and older folks (like me) out for the night to bask in the glow of the balloons.
Music is supposed to soothe the savage beast. In this case it set my teeth on edge and distracted the calm and peaceful nature of the evening.
That’s my opinion.
Now that I have ruffled your feathers a little… let me leave you with another calming photo of the balloons…