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July 11, 2014

Heartbroken

Filed under: 66 Days of Summer — Karma @ 6:00 pm
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Heartbroken. It was all I could think when I heard the news today, day 22.

Our dance teacher has decided to close her studio doors. Her own children are of an age where she has decided she needs to be home with them and the hours a dance studio must keep do not allow this for the parent of school-aged children. It was a heartbreaking, devastating decision for her and for us. This place has been a huge part of our lives for 16 years. Sarah was, of course, looking forward to finishing her senior year of high school while participating in her last full year of dance in the place that she has loved her whole life. It was so much more than a place where my daughters and I took dance lessons; it was our home away from home, a place where many friendships were born and grew and flourished.

I didn’t take any photos today, but I realized I never shared any of the shots I took at dress rehearsal this year. I perhaps would have been better about gathering some extra, more poignant shots had I known this was to be our last dress rehearsal and recital for the Karrie-Lyn Studio of Dance. I don’t have the joy in my heart today to give these photos the proper editing job they deserve, so I am presenting them here SOOC.

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Sarah’s jazz solo, “Round and Round” by Ratt

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Meghan’s “college girls return” tap dance to “Black Betty” by Ram Jam

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Sarah’s ballet dance to the Arabian music from the Nutcracker Suite

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Sarah’s lyrical dance to “New York State of Mind” by Billy Joel

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Sarah’s jazz dance to “Applause” by Lady GaGa….

… that our dance teacher just happened to have a spare costume for that just happened to fit Meghan
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September 15, 2012

Transition

Hello there bloggers, readers, family and friends.  I’ve missed you!  This blog has been quiet for almost two weeks.  It wasn’t really on purpose or a blogging break; I think the blogging muse in my head has simply been silent.  I’m honestly not sure if other parts of my brain tied her up and took her hostage or if she just stepped out for a while.  Either way, she’s back this morning.  I have such a mix of feelings and thoughts and photos to share, I’m not sure how this blog post will eventually come out, but if you’re ready for what will likely be a bumpy ride, join me for a spell.

This time of year is generally a rollercoaster ride of emotions for me.  I feel a deep sadness at the passing of summer.  (By the way, Scott has a new photo assignment posted about just this subject – be sure to have a look!)  I’m not ready to let the heat and bright sunshine and lazy days go just yet.
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Memories of summer vacation are still fresh in my mind, but that place seems so very far away right now.

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However, I can’t live in the past, so I do try to appreciate the beauty of the season to come.  I do admit that fading summer/early autumn does present some beautiful light, and I was drawn outside with my 50mm lens the other afternoon.  I’m not sure why, but I’ve found the 50mm often does a lovely job of capturing true colors and a soft-but-sharp-at-the-same-time focus (if any photog-types have a reason for this that you can explain, feel free to do so in the comments).  These dahlias I planted in my whiskey barrel planter have been gorgeous all summer, but I never felt quite able to capture them until I took the nifty-fifty to them:

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It is hard to deny that autumn is on the way when the goldenrod appears.

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This monarch butterfly kind of looks like how I feel: it seems to be trying to take in the last that summer has to offer, while surrounded by encroaching fall.

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(Perhaps I should have saved this one for Scott’s assignment?)

I know that fans of autumn will remind me of all the goodness fall has to offer.  Warm, golden afternoons, crisp nights, crunchy apples, hot cider, rainbows of foliage.  I do enjoy them all.  But for now, allow me to mourn and maybe wallow just a bit in my sadness about, the passing of my favorite season.