Sunday,
By the blue
Purple yellow green water.
On the green
Purple yellow red grass
Let us pass
Through our perfect park,
Pausing on a Sunday,
By the cool
Blue triangular water
On the soft
Green elliptical grass
As we pass
Through arrangements of shadows
Towards the verticals of trees
Forever...
By the blue
Purple yellow green water
On the green
Orange violet mass
Of the grass...
in our perfect park.
-S. Sondheim
"Sunday in the Park with George"
Yes it is was a glorious Sunday afternoon in San Francisco- and we spent our Sunday in the park- but not with George Seurat- but rather with Darwin and a thousand or so San Franciscans.
We were treated to a very funny performance by the San Francisco Mime Troupe of their production- Mr. Smith goes to Obscuristan. This is the mime troupe's 41st season of free theatre in the parks of the Bay Area.
In very true San Francisco tradition- one of the few places in the country where liberalism is out of the closet and celebtrated- the play was a satire of the current political climate done with song and biting saracasm and loosely based on the Frank Capra film "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington".
Darwin had a great- time - he got lots of attention and an afternoon of lying in the sun. It was one of those rare weekend summer days in San Francisco that was not freezing cold and foggy.
