The Bearded Ballerina

Surrounded by ghosts, witches and gypsies,  clad in ivory long johns, resplendent in rainbow tutu, a blonde wig perched on his head, he strolled and skipped from house to house.

Accepting tributes of beer or bourbon, creating laughter at his own expense. Breaking smiles and easing hearts, if just for a little while.

A witch with observant eyes, and a watchful heart, records his easy joy. She channels Mother Nature.

Escorted by a brave soldier and a ballerina's spirit, she floats from house to house. Creating laughter at her own expense, breaking smiles and easing hearts, if just for a little while.