New Snow

The capital under floodlight as snow falls on cap square.

I've got about a million photos of this thing by now, and I keep thinking that should be about enough, but then I see it from a new angle with the light on it in a different way and I have to take another snapshot.

Capital Dome In The Falling Snow

A Morning Walk

With the sun still low in the morning sky,
the capital building catches the light in different ways ...

The northeast entrance catches the muted golden reflection
off the windows of the building across the street.

The north portico is tinted a subtle shade of aqua,
again a reflection off the windows on the other side of Mifflin St.

The northwest entrance is still in shade,
but the sunlight has caught the leaves on the trees across the lawn.

Three Views of the Dome

Our daily squall line,
moving through the downtown area at the speed of lightening,
cast the capital dome in shadow
and lit it up in contrast.

Lighting Up the Dome

One of my co-workers was driving across town as the winter storm closed in over the city this afternoon. She was waiting at a red light on Washington Avenue when a pink bolt of lightening shot straight down out of the sky and struck the statue of Wisconsin at the top of the dome, sending a shower of sparks in all directions.

So I was a little surprised to see the floodlights come on after dark ...

The View from the Office Window

The sun broke through an oppressively gray overcast yesterday morning as it rose but soon lost the fight and we didn't see it much for the rest of the day.

Autumn in the Capital I

Madison has been awash in the familiar colors of autumn since the beginning of October, and now the leaves have begun to collect on the ground in windswept waves.

In the mornings, frost. At noon, temps in the fifties, and even that's fast becoming a fond memory.

To hasten the transition, all this week cold rain came spitting down from a cast-iron sky, forcing everyone to dig out their heavy coats. Noone's dallying on the streets.

Here's perhaps one last look at the capital while the leaves of autumn still frame it.