Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Final Dance Recital :: Something for Cat

Note: First of all, a big thanks to Curtie for the shout-out on her blog. What are we coming to when we greet and read about one another via our blogs? Well, I don't care what others may think, in fact, I think it's fun.

Parting is such sweet sorrow...And so it goes, the final recital and a short but sweet visit from Curtie—all a memory. Whirlwinds (literally and figuratively) may blow into and through your yard, your home, your dreams, but they always tend to dissipate just as fast as they materialized. Soon, all that's left is a pile of sandy dreamlike images and sounds.

Yet, it is in the memory of those few crazy-busy days where events can rest to reside and last longer than the actual events themselves: the judge's recitals with her marvelous tap choreography and Pointe technique, my graduation with its strobe lights and last hurrahs, talks as Curtie sorted through LP's at the Headstand...and now it is midnight, and I watch as she puts the finishing touches on a knitted baby sweater for a friend.

Quick...lights out because now it is already 1:30 in the morning. Transitions from one life to another.

Today, I drive a daisy to the doctor and hear good news this time. It sounds like the pneumonia crackles have dissolved and so too the need for doctor visits...for the moment.

It rained the other night and we all took a turn on the patio, sitting, smelling the air, feeling the humid shift of the wind’s caress from dry to moist...chains of light torch the sky as we sat and watched the rain, and in the darkness, saw the birth of a new memory.


cindy hotpoint said...

It was such a wonderful trip, I wish it had been longer.

Your dance recital pics are really great!

carolyn rhea drapes aka chacal said...

hey, i like yer avatar for comments. yes, it was such a trip because everything was so smashed together. what i forgot to do was take pictures of you finishing the little sweater. funny how there are now a lot of cars the color of that yarn.

cindy hotpoint said...

thanks! it's an old picture, from like, november 2004! but it's very apropos for the cindy persona. (;

there are a lot of cars the color of that yarn, it's very soothing.

i'll bring another project the next time i visit!

carolyn rhea drapes aka chacal said...

sounds fun. i like seeing the little tiny buttonholes. v.v. sweet. lucky baby. reminds me of the lyrics from the don mclean song, wonderful baby.

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