While the ballerinas gracing the trees and paths on the grounds of Fallingwater on Saturday night were the epitome of loveliness, and gave the whole event of bit of a Midsummer Night’s Dream feel, all I could think was “you poor darlings must be so cold.”

While the ballerinas gracing the trees and paths on the grounds of Fallingwater on Saturday night were the epitome of loveliness, and gave the whole event of bit of a Midsummer Night’s Dream feel, all I could think was “you poor darlings must be so cold.”