Hannelore, waits patiently for her next act where she will be in control of a dancing camel.
Like falling Autumn leaves, the traditional circus is dying away. Little by little, one layer at a time the glamor and magic is slowly being stripped away. A victim of a changing world. But it's the circus children and the sparkle in their eyes, that just like gold conjures a sense of hope for a better future.
Horse tamer smiles just before hitting the stage.