Falling Back, 49. The Season of the Spirits.
Going to buy the bread this morning (our baker doesn't deliver on Sundays), I stopped by a gas station to put some in my husband's car. On a plot of land next to the station, a large yellow and blue tent was set up. The circus is in town. A circus. During the second wave of a pandemic. With a curfew. But, yes, the circus must go on. I didn't see many people around, but showtime was not yet near. Will they even make enough money to break even? I assume attendance must be halved, like at other public shows and buildings. Will anyone even feel like going? We went to the circus two times, I think, a long time ago, when our daughter was little. I remember one of the shows, the better one, was quite expensive for the three of us. Back then, there were fierce animals, still, like tigers. But a new law some years ago prohibited using animals in shows like the circus. I really have nothing against training animals to perform, but I do believe in treating them well, and I suppose n...