This is what Wisconsin looked like this weekend--"peak color," as folks say. I swear, from the top of the old Parnell fire tower, the state itself was one grand bouquet. Have a look for yourself.
What's more, this is the lakeshore we left--the morning we did. I'm not making this up.
And here we are, the sky unbroken blue, the temps so wondrously gorgeous one nearly forgot about all that wretched summer heat behind us and the winter that is to come.
Don't know we could have found more beauty, more texture, more story--
But still, it's terribly good to be home.