the drive to sebastopol is just what you'd hope for
on a saturday morning after a long week.
you pass garden after garden,
antique store after antique store.
i could tell it would be a brilliant day.
so many fiddles, bodhrans, and accordians.heaven.
moira smiley.
you've got to hear her live.
especially her bosnian folk songs.
you'll think you've entered another sphere.
{plus, check out those amazing tights!}
i'm pretty sure that if i did my wedding over,
i'd have a celtic band play for us
{the bagpipe would be a must}
this was an amazing session...
four beautiful, talented, kind women all singing together.
it was every girl's dream:
singing, harmonizing, and dancing.
my brothers would NOT have been invited.
the teasing would have been unbearable!
there was no end to the dancing.
at one moment i was frustrated with the dancers who stood right in front of cj and i, blocking our view of the stage. but then i realized they were not the rude ones...we were the rude ones for actually staying in our seats. so, i let it go, and was happy to watch the dancers.
i took a picture of these little irish dancers.
my niece takes irish dance lessons, and they remind me of her.
i think i'm going to find some adult dance classes.
what do you think?
can't wait for next year.
photos by ceej and me. sebastopol 2009.
