The event was set against the steely blue of a summer storm sky. The luminescent sphere ascended in changing greens, pinks, and purples. The metallic-white clad dancer, harnessed at the sphere's base, twirled to a meditative song that blasted through the park's sound system. She had a flower in her hair. It was bizarre and beautiful.
Of course, I forgot my camera. I lifted these from flickr. Thanks to the photographers, mem.photo and katiewhitney.




5 comments:
Heliospheriffic!
Heliosphantastic?
Definitely Ann Arborish. And your commentary was very literary. Do you have a degree in English?
I just don't know why this stuff doesn't happen when you guys come to visit us, mom!
Now you know when to invite family! :) Seems like there should always be something strange going on in A2!
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