Last weekend, I spent three perfect days in Telluride for a close friend’s wedding at Schmid Ranch near Mount Wilson. The golden aspens stretching up to the wild and unpredictable sky, snow covered mountains surrounding the valley the ranch was nestled into, a dozen of my beautiful friends in attendance all so excited for the bride, and my handsome date, a wonderful man I’ve been lucky enough to have in my life for four months now.
We’ve previously established in this blog challenge that I am a failed actress. Dancing is another fine arts skills which I lack, the difference being that I never really tried to be a dancer. While I spent plenty of time on stage and on horseback as child, I never went to the jazz and tap dance lessons that it seems are required of every school age girl in the country. I didn’t feel like I was missing out. Sure, the square dancing in elementary school gym class was fun, but that was enough for me.
However, now as an adult, I would love to take dance lessons – ballroom dance, swing dance, Latin dance. I’m not out for a Dirty Dancing or Dancing with the Stars or Save the Last Dance experience. I would just like to have a modicum of ability in something that it seems even less than 100 years ago was a staple of an American upbringing. I just want a couple of moves at my disposal to use at weddings and festivals and holiday parties. Continue reading →
Seaside with lovers
Yet your heart is embittered.
We fly. Separately.
From a series of haiku I wrote from April 2014 – April 2015 to celebrate the ways that my partner and I were able to enjoy our time together each weekend. I’m publishing only the ones that I believe can be appreciated by someone who wasn’t there with us. I did my damnedest to adhere to the traditional rules of haiku, but always including a subtle reference to the season sure is tricky at times!