Dear Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky,
Your Score for The Nutcracker is Brilliant. Our family has enjoyed it so much. I hear certain pieces and I begin to cry. I know all the flourishes and beats and marks. I have watched how hard my daughters work to achieve the moves that bring your music to life. It has been a magical ride. An All Consuming Ride. Thank you. Love Jeanne.
Christmas Eve Eve…Last Day of Work in a Gloomy, Foggy, Cold City.
Work Organized, yet Piled High. It will have to wait. One Week Away.
My Beach Santa hiding in a plant is a Hint of Fun Things to Come.
Lunch in the City with the Girls at the Chinese American Café – Lucky Boy.
Lo Mein Chicken Soup. Warms the Soul.
Green Chile Cheeseburger. Warms Everything Else.
Christmas Eve Day.
Final Nutcracker Performance and Tea.
The Nutcracker was Magical. The schedule was horrendous.
Nutcracker all through December. Right up to Christmas Eve.
Tired but Oh So Happy Feet. The Original Happy Feet.
Meeting the Dancers for Tea and Cakes.
The Ribbon Dancers and an Angel.
The Prince, Clara, Sugar Plum Fairy and an Angel.
Dew Drop and that Angel.
A Good Sport Dad Santa and Silly Elf and Gifts Round the Tiny Tree at Home.
Christmas Eve Night.
Then Packing Up All that is Christmas on Christmas Eve Night. And Getting the Luggage Ready.
Very Early Morning Flight Christmas Day.
Oh, my…I bet Christmas Day is a Great Time to Fly. Everyone is Where that Need to Be.
Don’t Take that Bet. 🙂
Tampa, Florida. 84 Degrees with the Setting Sun.
Christmas Dinner at Waffle House.
View for Christmas Eve Dinner. Ahhh….Water!
Christmas Week in Florida.
Now We’re Talking. Talking Magic!