A grand tour of lights happened tonight, staying in my direct neighborhood. I often stop in awe and wonder watching the artistic creations all my neighbors have done, it makes me closer to those around me. I stopped at a large church; they have those Christmas lights year round with their stained glass windows. An art teacher approached and we traded our art backgrounds with a promise for me to join her in her classroom during this school year. Living in a small town, it is best to distribute ones talents as well as you can. Today I had my interview with the newspaper published, telling about the towns new neighbor. I shot lots of pictures and returned home to the beginning of a George Balanchine production of “The Nutcracker”, an extremely favorite Christmas tradition for me. I have seen it live numerous times by different groups, and often have that same tearful swelling in my eyes each time.
This cast was all from New York Ballet Company and they held an elaborate production at the Lincoln Center, shown on PBS. It is just as magical now as it was the first time I saw it. The structure and discipline required within this ballet are magnificent. Tonight’s scenery and dancers take me back to all the imagination and dreams this production has evoked throughout my life. I felt somewhat humble not having caught a local production yet. I hope that will change soon, with my network of friends around my area alerting me to something I have missed in advertisements. I hope you perhaps had the chance to see this wonderful production this week or even live around your area. What a lovely holiday tradition it is for me. Tears welled and a lump in my throat through the entire encore.