parasol frAnk when we were leaving, i watched the trapeze woman grab her parasol form the luggage compartments overhead. she held it for a moment like a child in her arms and looked at it as if she was remembering something. i watched her later as she walked on the platform. she opened it up because the snow was still falling. she was alone, but seemed so safe under that tiny canopy. she walked so straight . i wondered if she used a parasol when she walked the high wire. 021225 what's it to you? who go blather from