effervescing on air at the tip of a little hedgehog’s tail as she sits under the shade of a tree as somewhere down where nothing white ever falls from the sky a plume of colored something and then clouds of pink and green . . . the old airfield where no one ever stops but running there today . . . a circus troupe in the old hangar . . . a dance with someone got up as a bear in the aisle and someone else on a trapeze hanging from the rafters . . . all the ice cold sodas you want and popcorn and candy that will wreck your dinner . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see –
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/theatrical-set-designs-and-other-859
