I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

It’s life these days for the seven of us in the play- and our director, stage manager and the four tech/prop/make-up people. “Dancing at Lughnasa” has been our life for the darkest, worst some would say– part of the winter, so I suppose the sunshine and blue sky — it feels like spring– is more than  a metaphor. And while the show is on tonight at 7:00- in a way for us it is the beginning of the end. There’s tomorrow night, and Sunday afternoon at 1:00, and then that’s it. I used to think the performance was the thing– the goal– and while it is, I mean, it’s bringing out the best in all of us, but being in a play is a little like training for a marathon– it’s the hours, days, and weeks leading up to it that is the most rewarding, challenging, humbling– and educational.

 Here’s a postcard from backstage just before the dress rehearsal last night– can’t you see why I love these people? and all that they- we- are bringing to this play?