
This is for my mother, the 'home' I frequently address my posts to. She loves the Sorcerer's Apprentice and most likely wishes we could landscape our lawn like this. Obviously, she likes these too:

My grandpa (who may or may not read this blog) used to take me outside and dance with me, every time it stormed.

"I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feeling! I'm happy again..."
The Tower of Terror was completely creepy but so photogenic.

We rode it twice: once when we got there and then once around dusk. (Doug won't let me say "around twilight", 'lest we accidentally summon sparkly vampires or rabid fan girls.)
This perhaps sums up my experience the best:

Movie sets meet balloons meet beautiful weather to make a second childhood.
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