#TutuBlog Post 473 - 19th October 1997
Hello darlings! It's Emma here, your favourite tutu-wearing, ballet-obsessed blogger, coming to you live from the enchanting town of Darwen in Lancashire.
Remember that feeling of butterflies when you step onto a stage, or into a packed theatre, with a spotlight on you? Well, this weekend was like that, but with a distinctly wilder twist! I swapped the familiar steps and spins of the studio for a waltz with nature, embracing a delightful blend of my two great loves – ballet and the beauty of the outdoors.
This whole trip was inspired by a peculiar yet delightful request. A dear friend, you see, was involved in a nature documentary – can you imagine?! - and needed a choreographer for a stunning finale showcasing the local wildlife. Naturally, I jumped at the chance. Now, I'm not saying I danced alongside a badger, although it was certainly tempting. Instead, we used the dance as a metaphor for the delicate ecosystem in this part of Lancashire, creating a stunning visual for the film.
And what was the best part? You guessed it - a glorious, nature-themed tutu! Gone were the traditional shimmering pink hues and delicate lace, replaced by soft shades of mossy green and earthy browns. A swirl of tulle reminiscent of a swirling brook, adorned with tiny, sparkling, iridescent sequins to mimic dewdrops sparkling on leaves. The effect was simply magical!
We began our journey by train, of course. It's a ritual I adore! Settling into the plush leather seats, gazing out at the passing landscape, sipping a hot tea... Pure bliss. Even the bustling journey felt balletic; a graceful blend of smooth, flowing movement, punctuated by the rhythmic clicking of the wheels on the track.
Arriving in Darwen, the charm of this picturesque town immediately charmed my heart. A blend of cobbled streets, quirky little shops, and verdant green spaces, it truly felt like stepping into a bygone era. We immediately embarked on an enchanting stroll, our path lined with charming, antique-laden storefronts, overflowing with treasures like antique ballet shoes! And to make it even more magical, there were charming horses pulling horse-drawn carriages. A perfectly whimsical touch, if I must say!
But the real highlight was our adventure in the local nature reserve. Imagine, dear reader, stepping into a verdant haven! Trees reaching up like dancers, leaves shimmering with sunlight, and the gentle murmur of a nearby stream. We explored hidden pathways, took in the fresh, clean air, and marveled at the breathtaking beauty of the local flora and fauna. And did I mention the playful squirrels who darted through the branches? Just delightful little scamps, their tail movements, well, almost balletic.
It's moments like these that remind me why I am so deeply in love with nature. The serenity, the beauty, the power – it speaks to the soul in a way no stage ever can.
Now, dear reader, if you're looking for a place that combines enchanting natural beauty, quaint charm, and a sprinkle of ballet magic, Darwen should be at the top of your travel list! As for me, I'll be back again soon, with plans to delve deeper into the wonders this area has to offer!
Until then, stay bright, keep your toes pointed, and always, always wear pink!
Love,
Emma xox
P.S. If you're feeling extra daring, try venturing outside the city this weekend! The world is brimming with ballet inspiration if you're just willing to look, be it in a fluttering bird’s wings, a shimmering brook, or the graceful movement of a swaying tree! You never know, you might just stumble upon a truly magical adventure!
