After work, I went to the Natatorium to take care of some business,
then walked back downtown to go to dinner.
A thunderstorm had passed through, leaving the city wet
and shiny in the late afternoon sun.
I passed by the Indiana State Capitol building
where I saw this fine old tree, crooked and mossy.
Sadly, my first thought was that the tree's appearance
describes perfectly the corruption of the processes
inside that beautiful building.








