“Long long ago, when the animals could speak clearly and the plants could dance faster, there was Somebody whose job it was to make the golden lining on the clouds.  Every morning Our Somebody would get up, yawn, stretch and great friendly:  ‘Golden Morning, Sun!’ ‘Golden Morning!’, Sun answers beamingly….”

Gesine Holm, Mother of Wiebke Holm-Mikula, tells this story amidst the filigree, profound world of paper puppets to create a charming graceful experience.