No matter how often you’ve walked Depot Park, it never grows old. This is especially true during the holiday season when the very trees themselves are wrapped up like glowing presents and the woods take on a magical cast.
Seriously, if you haven’t strolled Depot after dark during this time of the year you are missing something special.
Both sides now.
Lights over water. And a noir look around the coffee truck.
A lone reader in the pavilion.
Lines, shadows…and arcs.
Don’t know why. But I had this eerie feeling I was being watched.
Wheels within wheels within wheels.
I believe this is where Bogie met Bacall.
Starry, starry night.
In case you’re wondering, everybody’s inside watching football.
What’s that old Gainesville slogan? Oh, yeah: Every path begins with passion.