They frolicked through the performance space to live violin, wooden flute, accordion and guitar music, clanking their sticks against one another’s and against the hardwood floor. Josh and I watched an entire piece, smiling nonstop at the pure absurdity of the dance.

Dancers, photo by smalltowngirl

When the dancers came to a break, I asked if I could take their picture. It was at this point that Josh and I were both invited to join the dance troupe. Somehow this invitation struck me as not unlike an invitation to join the circus, and so clearly I’ve put some thought into the invitation.

In the end, I’ve decided that I don’t have time right now to take on another creative endeavor, but you know that I was tempted; if for no other reason than for the opportunity to wear a silly hat.

Dancers in Great Hats, photo by smalltowngirl