Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Rites of Spring

One of the final events of the Palm Springs White Party was the outdoor Sunday afternoon and evening T-Dance held in a downtown vacant lot.

The $100 admission price seemed a trifle steep for yet another disco event, but I suppose the ferris wheel was some compensation.

We returned instead to our swimming pool, complete with misters...

...and blooming cacti on the patio.

Even more satisfying was the nightly appearance of a tiny frog no bigger than a thumbnail with a huge voice that could be heard a block away, even over the distant thumping of the White Party sound system.

We dubbed him Freddy The Frog and had conversations with him after he'd take his ritual swim in the pool.


cookiecrumb said...

Oh, I just love you.

sfwillie said...


You're supposed to kiss Freddy.