Aquarius Get-a-way

In honor of Miss Cindy's birthday- we skirted off to the desert (Joshua Tree) to play in the sand and saddle up to a long bar. She was given magic spice cake which transformed the landscape into a wonderland of jack rabbits and speeding quail. We holed up at the famous Pioneertown Inn- where countless old school western films were shot, and the ghost of Gram Parsons roams. You can still ride your horses right up to the Inn and coral them while you devour racks of ribs at Pappy and Harriets saloon. When you drive in tons of wild bunnies and rabbits run around the parking lot.
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Mr. P was in hog heaven- at Pappy's place- eating slabs of BBQ ribs the size of the Flintstones

Now you see 'em

now you don't--who knew that Colby could pack away the entire plate?

another highlight--definitely dancing with the local and boys on leave

The festivities involved all of the L.A. hippies and freaks driving up to the desert for a musical bonanza. Bands like Spindrift- the Moon Upstairs and our favorites- the Winter Flowers converged on the trail. Seemed everyone had found some form of mind altering distraction buried deep in a cactus flower. Random smiling strangers wandering in and out of motel rooms looking for a sing a long.

When we first took off on this adventure- we were all a litttle worried about Mr. P. We wondered- Could he possibly relax? Would he adapt to the laid back lifestyle? Would he drag along a suitcase of ties and cuff links? Could he accept a no work policy? Would his serious side be able to take a vacation?

meet Mr. White man overbite

check out Rachel of band Civil War representing Bonnet old school

So happy to have Miss Manning from the Del More join the desert party

you know everything is gonna go good when Miss Lizzie strolls in

Mr P. said we look like we are going to perform at a Bavarian Beer Festival

ooohh...the Winter Flowers- (they just completed their new video for Strawberry Morning)

we ran down Main street- and straight into a real Native Indian- at the rad trading post. His pal makes dream catchers and crazy crafts- which are piled 6 feet deep in his little storefront

way past the western town --furthur down the road- we discovered someone's yard that was a work of art. They had a pond of broken treasures and a sign that said- "Tis better to give to the circle than to take from it" It was at this moment I realized I had to move to Pioneertown and build yard art

Uh oh-- looks like Mr. P just found his new secret office...

just in case "snake lake" decided to make an album cover

meet Miss Daisy the piglet that will always stay that size- (her owner told us she is freak of nature)

this was taken by Mr. P- on the porch of the future Show Pony boutique...it's right across from the Pioneertown Post office- so I can Ebay with ease. It even has a piano inside!!

on sunday morning- the tiny church was in service- and the music pouring out sounded like something from a band at the Echo- like the Pixies gone instrumental- well- like heaven.

the antiques and crafty stained glass huts on the Blvd made us happy

this is my dream "daisies" bathtub

Lincoln bought this manly shirt with shoulder pads- and made himself into a festive flag

Lincoln took us on a trip to explore the stone mountain where he built a guest "cube" house

best breakfast in town involved santa and baby grandpa mugs

this is what breakfast felt like if you were birthday girl Cindy- and slept 3 hours in two days...

this is how I want to remember the Aquarus get-a-way- chasing speedy quail and a hot cup of Oolong magic tea and cindy enjoying a sunset on Pioneertown.

Comments

[Orchide]

looks like a fast and furious weekend...snake lake definitely should cut a record!