When Zebras Roam In My Dreams . . .

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Last Sunday morning, just after posting the piece about Karine Arnou's lovely zebra painting under the title of Blue Zebra Moons, la Grenouille and I went out for a walk through the village. Imagine my total stupefaction when I found myself face to face with a real live zebra, a realio, trulio, zebrio zebra. Zebras are not native to this region of northern France . . . but the circus was in town ! Which only happens once in a blue moon . . .

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So, for your ultimate zebra viewing pleasure, you get the front view, the side view . . .
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And the rear view . . .
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There were even painted portraits of zebras (not as nice as Karine's though) . . .
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And not only zebras, but llamas and camels too ! A menagerie . . .
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Send in the clowns ! (quoth Switters !)
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After leaving the circus, and walking quite a way up the road, in an unexpected place we stumbled upon an ancient and beautiful automobile, from back in the far-gone days when things were actually built to last. Now I know from experience that there are one or two experts on old automobiles out there, so I'm going to give you three details of the car we saw, to see if these are enough clues for anyone to identify the beast . . .
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A tail light gleaming like hard candy . . .
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And finally a tailpipe like the paw of some strange animal . . . a chrome covered ostrich maybe ?

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