A delightful Snowflake Anniversary

The Caledon Snowflake Ball, once held in Loch Avie, no longer due to the collapse of openspace sims in Caledon, is an event near and dear to my heart. For it was at the Snowflake Ball, early January 2007, that I came to Caledon for the first time. In fact, once Her Grace, Eva Bellambi sent me a transcript of the evening where she correctly identified my first public utterance in Caledon (you can see it HERE, in red type). As my own history is tied up with the Snowflake ball, even not being a Caledonian any more, I would not miss it no matter what.

I met many people of later consequence to me that night two years ago, in particular Shenlei Flasheart, Callypigian Christiansen (her RL husband Exrex Somme was already a friend in the "outside world"), Eva Bellambi, Kate Nicholas (both of them hawking the now defunct Proceedings of the Royal Society periodical, as I recall), Bryndal Ellison, Amber Paliwaksi, Virrginia Tombola (though, in truth, we didn't exchange any meaningful conversation until a month later), Gabriele Riel and many more. So the evening is very special for many reasons.

This evening's Snowflake Ball was a laudatory triumph, being held on a ice float in the harbor of Port Caledon. The Ball was of the old fashioned, dance card and formal music kind-- the kind where dancers must be on their toes to stay on schedule, or they fall behind!

Wearing my old Lancer Rig, dancing with Miss Picnic

The setting was masterful, all white and sparkly, and although it might have lagged a bit, and perhaps YHN was kicked from the world with a crash with the strength of a mule kick, but it did not burden our spirits. I believe I danced with Miss Homewood (1.5 times), Mrs. Peterman (1 time), Miss Dracona (about .5 times), Miss Picnic, Miss Lowey (.5 times) and Miss Bellambi (2 times).

Closeup, dancing with my dear friend, Miss Picnic

The evening went later than YHN's human could take, perhaps 2:00 AM.. yawn! We were quite pleasantly surprised to see Zealot BenMuergi (styled Lord Bardhaven) show up, although he did not stay long, having dropped a few conversational bombshells.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the concept of the Caledonian Duchess no longer exists!"
(shocked intake of breath sound)
(Bardhaven, Bellambi, YHN)

I had an unusual cry for help late in the evening, from my friend Mab Macmoragh, who apparently needed some help taking out the trash. More than glad to help, it took all of ten minutes, and added some further zest to the evening! When I returned, the dance sets had already completed (I had been in all of them from 2 to 11, missing the first), so there was some time to chat and reminisce.

I would have to credit Miss Bellambi with yet another stunning social success, and I look forward to future Snowflake Balls at her new domicile in Anodyne. The Third Snowflake Ball was an anniversary I cherished.