West-southwest from Madison

Wild clouds in layers of blue-gray and white and slate pile against each other in wisps and tumbling billows with crisp lines and soft mists, shot through with gaps that show the magnificient deep azure of the sky beyond and leave moving patterns of bright and shadow on the slopes of the hills where trees and pastures make layers of their own. This land is lovely, so lovely it makes a mockery of the miniscule troubles and worries we carry and makes a person just want to stop and breathe and breathe and breathe. On a day like this with sky and land making endlessly changing patterns of light and dark, that’s really all you need. To do anything more means you will miss some of the show!