Twilight changes the mood before the first ball even rolls. The heat begins to lift, lamps flicker on beneath the live oaks, and what looked playful in daylight starts to feel almost theatrical.
I like that the experience never rushes you.
One hole sends the ball around a tiny piece of local history, another hides a joke in its design, and the spaces between them give you time to notice sculptures, trees, and the soft noise of the park settling down…