Sun Setting on Another Day

Julie and I drove up to Wooster, Ohio last night for the Buckeye Book Fair (held all day Saturday). We'll be signing books and pressing the flesh. I hope it's not like that scene from Spinal Tap where Paul Shafer is playing Artie Fufkin from Polymer Records and NO ONE shows up for the band's record store appearance. All you hear is the band blowing its noses, sitting at a table behind a pile of their new album "Smell the Glove," and the mocking chirping of crickets.

Hope it's not like that today.

On the road to Wooster, which winds through Amish country, a glorious sunset beckoned from the West. Earlier in the morning I had completed a huge project and appreciating this sunset seemed like a good way to commemorate that accomplishment. Cold air, tinged with woodsmoke curled in the car window. We heard the whoosh of the occasional passing car and the distant clomp of Amish horses pulling buggies on the evening commute.

A nice end to a big day. We had dinner in Wooster with Artie Fufkin.