The fiscal cliff, averted in time for dance class.

This title is filled with all kinds of words that are somehow relevant to our family most every day.

Cliffs. Dancing. Class. (Crises) averted. Cliffs and challenges faced. Fiscal…opportunities and such. Of course one image can’t sum it all up, but sometimes it helps to have some pixels, instead of words, bind together a feeling. And I like the feeling here. Perpetually on the edge of something, a teetering balance of opportunity and threat, risk and danger and excitement and play all on the horizon, and an audience or cheerleading squad in the wings waiting to help you (or laugh at you) if you don’t stick the landing.

Something like that.