When I first moved to Berkeley I could see The Temple of the Winds (the home and school of the dancer Isadora Duncan) from my bedroom window. It was lit up at night and shone like a magic fairy castle on the hill above me. I could never find it when I drove to where I thought it was. Yesterday my friend and I found it with the help of the handy Pocket Guide to Berkley Architecture. We had to use a little stealth to acquire this picture, pretending to be lost up the “privet do not enter” driveway. I’m happy I did. You can almost see her sprightly form swirling up theses steps. Shall we dance around with this Isadora Duncan like dancer.
Now for the real Isadora with a sad picture at the end.
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Oh, this was just incredible. Thank you for sharing it. I must go see the Temple of the Winds!!!
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Oh I’m so glad you enjoyed this! I’ll be glad to sneak you in like we did 😉
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Reblogged this on My Silly Snail Blog and commented:
Not sure if I am doing this right, my first time at “reblog”
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How can I send this to someone who does not use WordPress?
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You can share the link. Click on file at the top left of the page and scroll down to email link. I hope that works. I often send my blog to friends this way. Let me know if it works.
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I really enjoyed that. Thank you.
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Thanks 🙂
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Oh I hope you swirled around in your gossamer gown 🙂
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Oh, that is such a beautiful house!
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It use to not have walls. It was a real temple!
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