Just a regular day.

April 5, Hot Springs Village.
Going north we're entering winter again and the green is lost. We passed Hot Springs, "Boyhood Home of President Bill Clinton," its "Historic Arts District," and a rather architecturally rich downtown, considering its size, reminiscent of a northeastern town. At least that's what I could surmise driving through at 30 miles an hour.
The sun is out again, the show is going on as planned, just a regular day out on the circus trail.