Off we went.
We walked and talked, chased some ducks and oohed and aahed over other baby ones, Kent and I got an impromptu performance by a mime and a hula dancer, and I ogled trees and plants that might work in our backyard. It was a lovely evening.
As I look at the following pictures, I must comment that Brandt felt compelled to bring his guns because, in his words, "I'm a Red Clone Trooper." And Blythe wanted me to take a picture of her on every rock we passed. That was a lot of rocks.
Says Blythe, "I am a princess."
Red Clone Trooper guarding the princess.
"I'm doing a pose," says Blythe.
Cute baby ducklings.
There were two dozen or more ducklings around the pond.
The following pictures are of the show we got.
The emcee introduced dancing, singing, a mime, some hula, and a row by row greeting of the audience.
He didn't announce a bit of a fight, but we got that too.
He didn't announce a bit of a fight, but we got that too.
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