Our Stage is Open

In the very back of our property is the stage.

There is no wooden platform for the performance, no chairs or bleachers for seating.
The audience is YOU at home.

It's only obvious to the woodland folks who wait all year long for the sign that it's open.
And what sign is that?  No, it's not big, neon or blinking...

It has to do with the center piece of stage scenery...The Pear Tree.

When the Pears become golden, the sign 'OPEN' is out

and the performers start to arrive.

 Edible Pears of Gold.

No fake wax fruit.

It's how we pay our Performers.

Now, if you out there at home will be very quiet....the show might begin...

 YES, Our first performer has arrived!!

Can I believe my eyes?

It is the one, the only....
Doerothia of the Woodlands Dance Troupe.

 Her friends call her Doe.

Please hold your applause until the end of the dance.

Here she's going into her trance...

by counting the pears over her head.

Allright....lights please....

 WHOA!!

Deer in the headlights!!

NOT funny, turn them down....

Thank you.  Don't let it happen again.

Doe begins her performance of the beloved Woods Ballet.....

 Variations on A Partridge in a Pear Tree
(uh, you can guess what the VARIATION is, right?)

She does not perform The Nutcracker Suite..obviously.that is for squirrels.

All performances are done Au Naturale.

No one wears a TuTu.

Doe does not need to, too.

(Polite laughter is encouraged for the silly jokes of the announcer.)

Doe: That was too-too funny.  See me laughing.

 She now prepares for her last dance routine...
Total concentration...complete quiet please...

 Wait for it...

She springs up, buries her head in the leaves and...

Oh my gosh, she's balancing on just one leg!! 

 

Applause!!  Applause!!

Doe curtsies to her internet audience.

She realizes she is hungry and will eat her payment now.

The Golden Pear is hers.

She munches, content in the knowledge that her internet audience

is ready for her final show-stopper...

  Listen to this....

She opens her mouth wide to belt out her Christmas hit:

 "On the last day of Summer

My true love gave to me,

An audience and a lovely Pear Tree!!"

Show's over.
Time to leave...

That's the end.

Exiting stage rear.

But wait, don't you out there at home leave yet...

Now that the stage is empty,

the raucous Crows arrive to squabble about their next show.

AND to eat the edible pears left behind by Doe.

No sense wasting them.

What will their next show be????

Totem yells,
"How about a Native American Crow Pow-Wow?"

Edgar suggests,

"How about a dramatic reading by Russell Crow?"

Russell The Crow, it turns out, is at a cornfield and can't be reached.

"A reproduction of that Hitchcock film...The Birds, except that
we turn everyone into Zombies?"

Barishnikov leaps up with, 
"The Black Swan?"
But since he's the only one with formal ballet training,
his idea is put aside.

Hmmmmmmm.....(or nom nom nom...)

Consultations continue...until...

Joe in the back suddenly stands up straight and stares towards the Pear tree.
"Hey guys, does anybody else see that furry thing by the tree??"

Bernard, who needs glasses  and sees everything as blurry, says,
"Dude, I see it. I really do. Over there... HEY  I've got this one....

"Look at me, I found another gray hair!"

Another Grey Hare.
Grey IS the new cute!!

The Crows never did make a final decision,
they ate everything on the ground
and flew away screaming, "CAW, CAW, CAW!!"

Thanks for joining me at Our Stage, hope you had fun!!  

See you next time....

P.S.  Yes, there's a grey hair in every Crow picture...click on the pictures to check!