My writing pal, Lala, came to stay for the night and we went out to the botanical garden to visit the Festival of Lights. I splurged on wagon ride tickets too, which was a good thing to do but a not so good platform for night digital photography. That meant that after our ride we walked the same trail (what a pity) and then went through the caterpillar and around the upper garden displays. It was a cold, clear night with a half-moon, a light wind, and lots of happy people tromping around in the dark. I think the most surprising display, tucked in a dark spot off the main path up near the herb garden, was a planter with a ball of lights no bigger than a basketball hanging under an arch that had 2 cylinder things on it. I couldn't imagine what those cylinders were, they looked like lights but obviously weren't. Lala very cleverly bent down to look closer and discovered the viewing lens. "Babbums, it's a kaleidoscope!" she said and we were hooked. I even managed to take a picture of the view. Whee! Inside there was a real Santa (hey, he looked like the real deal to me) and a model train display. It was so much fun; the place was crowded with people of all ages all bundled up and smiling. Too rare in this day and age. I'm putting on lots of pix and I didn't write again last night. Hey, we had company and stayed up too late. Time to think about wrapping a few gifts. Or maybe take a nap.