A cantankerous old lady with rheumatism takes up classical ballet at age thirty.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Things I Love
After class tonight the actually-really-good-teenager-who-is-only-in-level-3-classes-because-she's-taking-every-single-class-she-can broke away from the rest of us as we headed for the door and spun joyously across the floor in the other direction, all alone. It was incredibly beautiful to watch, just for the absolute feeling of happiness she carried with her as she flew.