There are several hot-spring fed lakes near where we live. One of the rather beautiful yet somewhat ill-tempered local lake denizens is this black swan. Beautiful, pristine and when he's in a foul mood he can be down right dangerous. I caught him today in a good mood and lost not a single chunk of flesh.
Every Thursday night the main street in down town Palm Springs is closed off and the market opens up. We were invited to a dandy local seafood restaurant by some friends so we went downtown and discovered the weekly market place. Above, potential customers admire a large and quite lovely dream catcher.
The marketplace was awash with fresh vegetables, fruits, nuts and all sorts of great things to eat. We wandered through the booths and listened to the music. It was one of those moments you remember for along time. Then, I had to wack myself up side the head and realize, "hey, this happens every Thursday. We can go back next week too". And we will.
The marketplace was awash with fresh vegetables, fruits, nuts and all sorts of great things to eat. We wandered through the booths and listened to the music. It was one of those moments you remember for along time. Then, I had to wack myself up side the head and realize, "hey, this happens every Thursday. We can go back next week too". And we will.
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