The Nutcracker Act II – The Finale

December 22, 2014 at 3:00 pm 17 comments

The Finale

soaring crescendos

all the dancers on the stage

Clara bids farewell


me – Act I – center stage – before the tree starts to grow

The photo above was taken from a special souvenir photo book which was created for the 1981 Nutcracker Season.  After spending my Sunday afternoon digging through boxes, I found this gem amongst many, many other treasures.  This photo was taken in 1979.

I hope you have enjoyed my series of pieces inspired by The Nutcracker Ballet.  As a child, the holidays were The Nutcracker. As an adult, they are very special memories – ones which I will never, ever forget.  Just ask my boys….they hear the same stories year after year, after year, after year…..and it looks like y’all will be suffering the same fate!

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17 Comments Add your own

  • 1. ladysighs  |  December 22, 2014 at 3:41 pm

    What a great picture and story/blog. I did enjoy the first time and again the second. Memories to be lived and relived. 🙂 When I hear any of the Nut Cracker music, I will be remembering you too.

    • 2. words4jp  |  December 22, 2014 at 7:59 pm

      Thank you sooo much! i very much enjoyed re-visiting this pieces. until next year…..

      • 3. ladysighs  |  December 22, 2014 at 9:46 pm

        A whole new audience next year. lol

  • 4. syl65  |  December 22, 2014 at 4:05 pm

    Thank you for sharing “The Nutcracker” with us, KIm. Most of all, thank you for sharing your memories and hopefully we will meet here again in 2015….Blessing, my wonderful friend 🙂

    • 5. words4jp  |  December 22, 2014 at 7:57 pm

      You are so very welcome – it is my pleasure. and yes, I do plan on being here in 2015 – xx

      • 6. syl65  |  December 23, 2014 at 12:02 am

        Miss Pee and The Nutcracker have been highlights to my 2014, here at WP 🙂

  • 7. Paul Handover  |  December 22, 2014 at 5:28 pm

    Echo the previous comments. Fabulous!

  • 9. Dom DiFrancesco  |  December 22, 2014 at 6:26 pm

    Very nice…such great memories…and the kids, well they will just have to deal with the repeat of the stories, you are their mother and that is their job. 🙂 I’m sure they love hearing them anyway. 🙂

    • 10. words4jp  |  December 22, 2014 at 7:56 pm

      well, yes, it is my job – you are right on this point – but I have noticed my boys have acquired that skill….the one in which a guy can drown out a woman’s voice – the selective hearing skill ! 🙂

  • 11. Dan McGaffin  |  December 22, 2014 at 7:05 pm

    I can take it. =)

    • 12. words4jp  |  December 22, 2014 at 7:52 pm

      be careful what you ask for……:)

  • 13. nottooold2  |  December 22, 2014 at 8:28 pm

    Thanks for sharing this wonderful story and parts of your life. What wonderful memories.

    • 14. words4jp  |  December 22, 2014 at 8:34 pm

      you are very welcome.

  • 15. hitandrun1964  |  December 23, 2014 at 2:05 am

    Wonderful memories.

  • 16. Brenda Davis Harsham  |  December 30, 2014 at 4:32 am

    Aw, so adorable!!

    • 17. words4jp  |  December 30, 2014 at 2:21 pm

      Thank you;)


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