Sundance
The darkness of the night is an asset to this predator. Utmost concentration. Eyes wide open. Wings with fine tuned feathers. Talons as sharp as needles. The hoot of the dancing owl, the owl that has a history, that came from a vision of a kid. A head of flowing reddish hair, not at all a butch. Class mingles here with the hooting owl, setting the bar high, to high for a kid. Step up here and you will feel it, the dance of the sun in the midst of the owl. Is it this day or 1890? Let out your own hoot, do your own dance, step up to this era, step up to the Sun, Dance away the night. Dance with the hooting owl.
Drive up this canyon, walls so steep, the sun is hidden. Listen to the perfect stream, what does it desire to share with you? Enter the rustic lodge with steps made of wood, the walkways of wood, hallways of wood. Wood that will make modern high heels sound as old leather cowboys boots. Doors will creak open, woodwork will not have a finish, and the Owl Bar wants your change left behind. Stop to view, the angles of old, the feel of the west, the sound of the stream. Sit on the porch of your bungalow overlooking that running brook, sip that fine wine of the class society. Nestle in the built in sofa with your book, feel the pages flow through your fingers, order your favorite meal, while away the day. The Sun will Dance for you anyway.
A cozy reading nook in Sundance
Want what a ski resort should have? A sore neck from the soaring cliffs to the right of the chair, where the eagle nests, where the owl sleeps. Steep and deep. Groomed and smooth. Off piste. Carve turns under the pines. Send the kids to the Sundance Kid Ski School. Settle on the top, in a hut made of old wood. Locals and the hidden celebs, side by side, on the same chair. All happy together or all dancing on the snow somewhere in the 5,000 acres under the sun. Sundance is yours to be shared due to the vision of the kid with flowing reddish hair.
Lucy Ridalfi, vibrant in speech, happy with a smile. Kevin Kindred, eager with energy, show the assets of Sundance. Proud they should be, with the most popular winter film fest in the world, sharing the same name of Sundance. Romance is here. LA class comes here. The eagle soars high above here. The 1890′s bar was brought here. The Kid Dances under the Sun here. The wooden steps will echo here. The hooting owl lives here. Add one more to what should be here. A visit here to experiance the sound of wooden steps, the perfect stream, the towering mountain cliffs, to Dance of the footsteps of the Kid of the Sun.
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