It was a stormy day. Anyone living in this town would tell you that the flashes and rumblings the past two days have been out of control. I, too, felt that much of my warm feelings toward a mellowy Madison August had to be put by the wayside for now.
If you can imagine, most every time I looked out the window while at the computer I would see some variation of this:
In the evening, however, I had a change of attitude. What caused the shift? Come back tomorrow. I’m wiped for now.