We ventured out to the riverfront and the Arch at about 11pm one night. I had never seen the arch or the Mississippi River at night, and we were awarded with a brilliant, yellow full moon. The little point-and-shoot Canon that I carried failed miserably in trying to capture the rich colors of the night, yet, there is something slightly magical in the blurry images. It makes me feel like we're in the midst of fairyland and are about to turn back into pumpkins at the stroke of midnight.
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