Now one autumn morning when the wind had blown all the leaves off the trees in the night, and was trying to blow the branches off, Pooh and Piglet were sitting in the Thoughtful Spot and wondering. “What I think,” said Pooh, “is I think we’ll go to Pooh Corner and see Eeyore, because perhaps his… Continue reading The letter T is brought to you by Winnie the Pooh, because Today is Thursday, and isn’t it amazing that the letter T should fall on a Thursday?
Category: A-Z Blog Challenge 2015
R: Raqs Bedaya
In 2011 I choreographed and produced a full theatre production that featured the Big Band, the Saba Middle Eastern Dance Ensemble and ensemble soloists. If you’ve watched any of the videos I’ve re-posted about the show during the A-Z in April blog posts, you’ll have noticed right away that this was a really fun show.… Continue reading R: Raqs Bedaya
Q
I bet you thought that today I’d write about quilts. Or about the rock group Queen. Or maybe about how much I loved that movie about drag queens, Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. How about a few quizzical things I believed when I was a kid, instead? I believed that if I forgot to include… Continue reading Q
the Letter P: The Partridge Family still makes my little hippy heart go pitter patter
I was nine years old when the show first aired in 1970 and 13 years old at the final episode in 1974. Talk about the formative years! Did you know that The Partridge Family show was actually based on the real live Cowsills family, who were one of the most musically gifted American Families to… Continue reading the Letter P: The Partridge Family still makes my little hippy heart go pitter patter
O is for Old MacDonald’s Daughter!
…performing to a little something by Frank Sinatra at Saqra’s Showcase, November 2009 I’m participating in the Blogging From A-Z challenge. One blog post for each letter of the alphabet, each day of April (except Sunday).
N is for North: a poem
On Spring, North of 60 The seeking rays of the sun, golden in the perfect clearness of the returning morning light have found the hippy-heart crystals in my window and are casting rainbows of colour onto my walls and kitchen floor, causing the cat to dance madly from spark to spark of sapphire, emerald, ruby,… Continue reading N is for North: a poem