(261/366) Waiting for the Light to Change on the Way to the Market (Hipster Edition)
While spending a marvelous morning in Madison, WI with my wife, we were on a corner waiting to cross. I noticed this woman in front of us heading toward the extraordinary farmers’ market (held every Saturday, encircling the capital building). I couldn’t help but think about how her shoes and her shopping cart seem incongruous. But then she seemed happy so all was good.