Made our annual pilgrimage to the circus Sunday – and, as usual, it was a great time. Yes, I’m a circus nut. Love it. 🙂 We’ve been going to Ringling for years now – have the programs to prove it. Not to mention the collection of snow cone mugs. This year I got a horse – that makes it 11 mugs so far.

And, I have to admit, when the ringmaster says, “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to Ringling Brothers Barnum & Bailey, The Greatest Show On Earth“, I never fail to get a lump in my throat. It’s a tradition for us, and so has the sort of significance that traditions tend to have for each of us.

So, I’ve gotten my circus fix for this fall – saw Cirque in Columbus a week ago, and Ringling a day ago. Every time, I think what it’d be like to run away with the circus. But, reality kicks in on the way home, and I remember that I’m where God intends me to be. And I’m content with that.

But, hey… I still look at my clown wig and shoes, and dream… 😀