Desert Dance Studio

We'd just finished shooting at the old adobe house located furthest up the road and as we drove to the highway, we decided to stop by this failing adobe house. We got out of the car and walked all around and through the house. Ms. Blue Eyes noted that the closet in the middle of the house was made of cedar and she liked how the metal chimneys pointed in different directions. We completed our impromptu tour and walked to the front of the house. My pretty girl looked at the house with new eyes, then cocked her slightly and half-asked, half-declared, "do you think this could've been a dance school back in the day? Yeah, maybe they started a dance school for the people out here." Then she laughed and did her cute smile that she does when she realizes that she just said something crazy. I looked at my blue-eyed girl, sighed and laughed. She says the craziest things sometimes. I can't wait to give her many babies.