day 966 / 65:
back in august, when we were at the beach {see day 928 / 27}, the circus came to town. i used to love the circus but now...it's complicated....when i was small, the circus was exotic and exciting....i remember seeing lions, elephants, girls balancing on horses, clowns and amazing trapeze artists all whilst sitting in a dark, striped tent with the smell of sawdust on the floor mingling with the candy-floss in my hand......i have really good memories of going to the circus....especially the clowns. now, with no more animals and a bit of a stigma hanging over the modern circus, it all seems a bit like a forgotten art. but on one of the few rainy days, we decided to take Limi along and she loved it.....
she especially loved the clowns and still speaks about the little clown, Lucian, who sprayed us with water and didn't want to leave the floor....her eyes were as big as saucers when the trapeze artists were flying through the air and her whole face lit up when each new act came on.......although i don't agree with the ethics of having animals in the circus anymore....there is still a teeny tiny part of me that wishes that she had also seen prancing horses and roaring lions......is that wrong?
