On a sunny day of February, when the rain eventually stopped, the circus took the road to north. As they left, the place they had stayed the night before, looked almost abandoned. Almost, because the white elephant and his pedestal were forgotten in the middle of nowhere. What would he do? How would he catch them? His questions were disappeared when a beautiful brown horse was passing by, gathering light and smelling the spring in the air. I was lucky myself to take some pics just before they were off to go!