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AIFD Newsletter
November 25, 2016
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| No dancing at HRC. Happy Thanksgiving.
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AIFD wishes you a wonderful Thanksgiving, where ever and how ever you celebrate it.
We will return with a regular formatted newsletter next week.
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NEXT WEEK!! Friday, December 2nd: Candle Light Trail Open House!!
Join AIFD and Austin Parks and Rec for the 2016 Holiday Candle Light Trail celebration! Walk among thousands of luminarias  that will line the trails of the golf course, then come inside for some hot chocolate, cookies, and lots of great folk dancing. Look for teaching and walkthroughs of our fun, crowd-pleasing dances. You will also be treated to a performance by the Csardas Hungarian Dancers! This event will be FREE, so be sure to invite your friends.
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 Friday, December 9nd: December Birthday & Anniversary Celebration.
Do you or a fellow dancer have a birthday or anniversary in December? Come to folk dancing to celebrate with song, dance, and cake!
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Friday, December 23rd: No dancing at Hancock.
Hancock Rec Center will be closed in advance of Christmas Eve.
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Friday, December 30th: New Year's Eve Ball.
Details forthcoming.
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Link of the week:
T'filati.
Other dance links
AIFD:(Contact & Board page)
Wednesdays, 7:30-9:45, HRC, backroom, free.
1st Wed: singing; 2nd & 5th Wed: music jams; 3rd Wed: slow music jam; 4th Wed: dance - often with live music (no partner necessary). |
Mondays, 7-9:45, HRC, backroom, free.
No partner necessary, we rotate often. |
2nd & 4th Saturdays, 7:30-10:15
McPhail Dance Studio, 8018 Mesa Drive.
If you are new to ECD or want to review the basics, please arrive before 7:15 to participate in our newcomers’ session. We are also on Facebook |
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Upcoming "Other Dance" features
A list of non-AIFD events you may be interested in:
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To Autumn
by William Blake
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain'd
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest,
And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe,
And all the daughters of the year shall dance!
Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers.
'The narrow bud opens her beauties to
The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins;
Blossoms hang round the brows of Morning, and
Flourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve,
Till clust'ring Summer breaks forth into singing,
And feather'd clouds strew flowers round her head.
'The spirits of the air live in the smells
Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round
The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.'
Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat,
Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak
Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load.
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