Ballet

Tonight I went on a date with my dad to see Oregon Ballet Theatre's Russian program. It was lovely.
I love going to the ballet. It always makes me wish I could dance. (Not dance in front of thousands of people, though. Just dance, in general.)
Some of the duets were particularly beautiful, and--as always when I watch dancing--I was in awe of the strength and precision it takes to do something so incredibly graceful.
Also, one of the dances was set to a piece composed by Leo Tolstoy. Perhaps I reveal my ignorance when I say I didn't know that Tolstoy wrote music. Maybe it's a different Leo. Or maybe he just has talents hitherto unknown to me (like C.S. Lewis' hidden poetry-writing).