In my relatively brief tenure as a Vermonter, I have come to think of one product in particular as this state’s culinary identifier: cheese. I know, I know: maple syrup, right? Syrup, schmyrup. It’s everywhere in New England and everybody claims it as their own quintessential product. But who can resist the cheerful sight of … Continue reading Would you care for some butterfat with that, ma’am?
Home again.
Just off the highway that leads home I run the gauntlet between these beauties every day in my car. They swish back and forth and make a satisfying thwack-thwack-thwack in protest as I drive through them, often leaving delicate yellow petals on my car windshield and hood. If I pause on the tiny wooden bridge … Continue reading Home again.
Changing Scenery
Sweating the Small Stuff
I have a moderate case of self-diagnosed Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. It does not impede my everyday life. (At least, I don't think so.) And I would even submit that it often helps me produce better work. A few days ago I had to let go of it in the interest of putting kids in front … Continue reading Sweating the Small Stuff
Waning Summer in Lake Placid
In case you wondered dear blogosphere, I am still alive and well. This week I have a guest teaching engagement at Lake Placid School of Ballet, where there has been a cold drizzle and kids attending dance camp have come trickling into the studios covered in fleece. Strange mid-August phenomenon, especially for this Southern girl. … Continue reading Waning Summer in Lake Placid
A Very Good Day
Today began badly. Clarence-the-Canine and I struck out for an early morning run that was supposed to be perfect, crisp, and beautiful. What happened instead is that I continued to ignore the gathering tightness I have sensed in my right calf and Achilles during our last two or three runs, hoping it would work itself … Continue reading A Very Good Day
Held Up By Giants And Fluff
With my apologies to Ms. Bronte. I am getting ready to move to a new place. Again. This explains my long silence in the blogosphere, together with my new job at this interesting small business startup. (I have not left the ballet world, gentle reader; I have taken on additional employment because circumstances demand it.) … Continue reading Held Up By Giants And Fluff
Make ‘Em Laugh
Lariska Dumbchenko, aka Raffaele Morra; http://www.trockadero.org Important lesson: take your work seriously, but not yourself. Prima ballerina assoluta Dame Margot Fonteyn is quoted as having said this, as are scores of others. I heard it again earlier today during a conversation with Raffaele Morra, who was visiting the ballet school where I teach this morning … Continue reading Make ‘Em Laugh
Cage Rattling III
Just outside my back door last evening, I found this: And just a few inches away, this: I am still feeling inexplicably unsettled.
Cage Rattling II
I do not know what it is about these creatures. This one was on my porch today when I arrived home after some time away. I am unsettled, not especially calm or happy at the moment. I have been wrestling with inexplicable sadness for the last day or so and wish it--and the moth--would go … Continue reading Cage Rattling II
Sycamore Stories 