smouldering on air with the scent of pine from the boughs wrapped around the stairs as somewhere close to the northern sea the polar bears yawn in their winter homes and the reindeer jump when their herder’s little girl whistles . . . northern lights as a ribbon dancing across the sky in green and white . . . time to try to get closer and watch as the ribbons dance in their own ballet . . . closer and closer but you’ll never get there . . . but to try, that’s the thing . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/theatrical-set-designs-and-other-b37
