When my daughter and settled into our seats at Cincinnati’s Paycor stadium, preparing to watch the grand spectacle of a Taylor Swift concert, little did I know that it would be the city itself that would capture my attention.  From where we sat up in the nose-bleeds I could see out over the intricate web of roadways that seemed to pulse with life.  The Cincinnati skyline, wrapped in a soft, hazy blue, stood tall and majestic on the horizon. It was a captivating sight and a reminder that even in the midst of the grandest of spectacles, the everyday world could offer its own brand of magic.