ELLSWORTH, WI — My wife — the lovely and talented Judith — and I drove up to her home town ("Ellsworth: The Cheese Curd Capital Welcomes You!") this afternoon. Though there was little snowfall, there were still plenty of cars in the ditches around Madison. The usually four-hour drive took about six, between cautious driving and a couple of stops. But it was magical: not only were the planets Venus, Saturn and Jupiter all spectacular once the sun went down, but the Northern Lights seemed to beckon us for the last hour or so, dead ahead as we drove on, still listening to Radiohead.
There are times when life IS magical. And I feel so lucky when I get a chance to witness it…