Day in Madison

And here we are, in Madison.  Community seems to saturate this place.  Clear air everywhere.  In the gardens, over the lake, between us and the lightning storm that brewed across Lake Mendota as we sat out on the terrace and as we walked home around Monona Bay.  There was no thunder, the stars above us were shining, the Capital doubled in the clear, still water.  It feels so good to be back here and to share it with another.