At the Music Center, just after sunset, cool but crystal clear. The brightest object at the top right is the crescent moon, with Venus just above the tip of the tall, black building. All of the other shiny things in the sky are aircraft of one sort or the other.
Tonight we’re back at the Ahmanson for “The Secret Garden.” I know nothing about it except that friends have said good things.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 