It is with heady anticipation that I await that beautiful December day when I can dress my babes in their finest robes and head into the city to introduce them to the magic that is live ballet. We'll attend a matinee performance of The Nutcracker...we'll buy a program ...
We'll be seated not far from the stage so that all our senses can be drenched in delight. The gossamer tutus of the sugar plum fairies....the orchestra weaving the magic that is Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker suite with bow and reed...
The gentle scuffing as nimble toes arabesque en pointe...beads of sweat sprinkled across grease painted foreheads....
Sinewy limbs stretching...reaching...gliding with such grace....such strength. Nothing compares to live ballet and I so dearly hope I can instill a love of it in my poppets.
These handsome old fellows were waiting for me at a garage sale on Saturday and at $8 for the pair....I practically pirouetted out with them. Haven't joined this gorgeous girl for what seems an age! So lovely to be sharing with her again.
2 comments:
They're terrific, aren't they!
I'm with you on the Nutcracker. Right now I think they would scuff their feet and whine (loudly) about being bored after the first 10 minutes, before which they would be as mesmerised as I was. x
gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous! I hope you get to take them to the ballet, and with all your excitement, they too will be thrilled xx
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