Just in time - I thought. Just in perfect time.
I could set my calendar to the arrival of these masked clowns. Every year - it's sometime in this week. And here we are in this week..and there they are - again.
Returning - perhaps for the season's feast?
They make me smile as they jive and dive. They make me laugh as I watch them at endless play. They have a language and a way of being that is all their own. They beat to their own drums. Unique.
Yes - bring in those clowns. They're just in time.