Evening Encore in the Footlights

The shadows grew long across the floorboards, but a true headliner never lets the curtain fall without an evening revue! I strutted over to the tall metal floor lamp, where the warm amber globe cast a brilliant, glowing circle onto the rug. Raising my faithful wooden stir-stick cane high in the air, I struck a sweeping sideways pose right in the center of the beam. My gigantic silhouette stretched boldly across the cream-colored baseboard, dancing along with every dramatic flourish. A masterwork of shadow and song for the dusk!