Recently, the community that my mother lives in hosted their annual lake concert. They set up chairs and tables, decorated with fall decor and tons of lights. The event included a meal with fish and/or wings and music from a live jazz band.
Even though food is provided, it didn’t stop myself or the other attendees from packing our picnic baskets full of treats and most importantly wine. The atmosphere was mellow and laid back. It was our very own Chastain Park for the evening.
