dance #261, waning moon, misty night, glowing nasturtium
Monday September 7, 2009, Labour Day
Waning moon, misty night, glowing nasturtium
11:15 p.m. A 5 minute dance for my garden, parched after a few days away. The night is misty and rumbling with life. Air humid and cooling. The nasturtiums stand up to greet me while I dance. I lean down to smell them. The yellow nasturtiums are the sweetest. Scent so strong, inspiring another dance. Arching, graceful, strong. Body sinuous, articulate. Alice wanders and drinks water. She’s happy I’m home.