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AIFD Newsletter
November 27, 2015
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This Friday at dancing
No dancing this week!!!
Hope you are at Texas Camp!!!
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 No dancing at Hancock Recreation Center this week. We hope you are at Texas Camp. Wherever you are, AIFD wishes you a Happy and Safe Thanksgiving.
Driving to Camp? Watch out for the road construction in Bruceville! See these great videos for instructions on driving through to Camp.
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It is time for annual AIFD membership renewal.
If you haven't done so already, please renew yours soon. Click here for more info.
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Friday, December 4th: Candle Light Trail Open House!!
 Come to Hancock Recreation Center around dusk for the 2015 Holiday Candle Light Trail celebration. Walk among the thousands of luminaries that will line the trails of the golf course. Then come inside for some hot chocolate and cookies and lots of great folk dancing. This event will be FREE and will have extended hours: 7-10:45, so make sure to invite your friends. |
December 11th: December Birthday & Anniversary Celebration!!
 Do you have an December birthday or anniversary? Do you know a fellow folk dancer who does? Come to folk dancing to be serenaded and enjoy some delicious cake!
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Link of the week:
CACC Chinese Folk Dance Group.
Other dance links
AIFD:(Contact & Board page)
Wednesdays, 7:30-9:45, HRC, backroom, free.
November 25: No Scandi for Thanksgiving Holiday.
December 2: Singing, led by Stephanie Anderson.
December 9: Open mic and jam session.
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Mondays, 7-8, HRC, backroom, free.
Currently: Invirtita from Calata, taught by Franklin Houston and Holly Plotner. Invirtita is a beautiful, intricate Romanian couple dance from Transylvania. 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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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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