Illusion.

May 10, Montpelier.

There is the grace, rather miraculous, of performers walking into the ring in spotless shoes and costumes.
The storm hit short and fast but right before show time and both backstage areas and midway became a treacherous, slippery, sticky ocean of mud, for we are parked on fresh earth, off to the side of a country motor speedway.
The grace, and the illusion.