a singsong passion for ballet and pretty things.

a flowering tree unites ballet, dancing, voice and beauty into two heart warming hours. seen here is one image of kumudah in the midst of her transformation into a flowering tree. a transformation of divine measure.

what can be more simple than using the magic of a human voice and the flexibility of a human body to create the utmost beauty.

this is perhaps one of the most beautiful images ive seen.

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a flowering tree.

its our season's fairytale.

she can transform into a beautiful tree.

he falls in love with her.

its an ancient tale.

sung in english.

and with the most beautiful voices youve ever heard.

youve seen her around town.

see her in real life.

a flowering tree.

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the balloons that carried away a girl

my birthday has never been so lovely. surrounded by friends and feeling so happy. my opera family has gone completely out of their way to decorate my bland desk (with balloons bigger than my body!) im quite suprised ive not yet floated away.

my real family picked me up for lunch whisking me away to eden park for an elaborate picnic where we stood out like a kennedy clan in our casual summery elegant attire.

ive never felt so loved, and im only halfway through the day.

youve carried away my heart this birthday.

cheers!

someone get this girl a drink.

because today i happily turn twenty one.

noontime affairs.

little men in yellow shirts, whistle while they work
they dig a hole, they prop a pole, and smile through the dirt.

like little bugs, the sun beats down on their new creation
but come the clouds, and raindrops loud
its a cincinnati summer

my little men, put on their coats
and work through all the thunder.
the clock strikes two, and i must move
from my bagel and nutella.

one last look, through my window fog
the rain is not dying.
i make a sigh, and turn my eye
to see a red umbrella.

and so it went, the noontime 'ffairs
of thursday past mid morning.