When we first moved to the Village of Peninsula, the circus train stopped outside our studio. The animals would leave the train and walk past our studio to Main Street; then they would proceed up the long hill to their venue. It was always a festive time, and the Village was packed with folks coming to see this happen. I just came across some photos from those days, 24 years ago. It’s interesting to juxtapose that with our new direction, a piece of equipment with which we can easily roll out slabs of clay. Both parts of our lives here in the Village of Peninsula, Ohio.
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When I was a kid, a small ramshackle circus came to our one-horse prairie town. I remember watching the elephant as it was being fed out behind the community hockey rink. It took a big dump and then stomped all over it with its hind feet. Not the best memory perhaps, but real, LOL!
As a kid I loved the Circus….then later, as an adult, when I found out how the Elephants are so horribly mistreated, I couldn’t stand it—And I’ve never been back since1
Debra She Who Seeks said,
February 6, 2013 @ 7:39 pm
When I was a kid, a small ramshackle circus came to our one-horse prairie town. I remember watching the elephant as it was being fed out behind the community hockey rink. It took a big dump and then stomped all over it with its hind feet. Not the best memory perhaps, but real, LOL!
OldOldLady of The Hills said,
February 7, 2013 @ 6:59 am
As a kid I loved the Circus….then later, as an adult, when I found out how the Elephants are so horribly mistreated, I couldn’t stand it—And I’ve never been back since1
smartcat said,
February 7, 2013 @ 9:07 am
((o))
Kim Ayres said,
February 7, 2013 @ 9:18 am
(o)
Pat said,
February 20, 2013 @ 3:31 am
I hope that was a happy elephant.