And What A Show It Was!
I was heading west on St. Rt. 40, just before dusk. The skies were a vivid blue, and clear; except for an island of clouds that veiled the setting sun. As I watched the formation before me, I was enveloped by a familiar feeling. It is the feeling one gets while sitting in the theater waiting for a play to begin, the audience is a buzz, making certain the purse, jacket, and playbill, are all in their proper places, and courtesously greeting those seated next to them. As you glance to the front, shadows of stagehands making final preparations seep from under the immense velveteen curtain, the orchestra finishes tuning, and a strange quiet hovers over the auditorium; The Show is about to begin! Such is the emotion I had last night. The sun seemed like a nervous school boy ready to deliver his opening lines, and with just the hum of my motorcycle, and the breeze in my face, It was Show Time! For the next 3-5 minutes, I witnessed one of the most spectacular performances anyone could imagine. The sun was brilliant as the leading man, and the sky, a magnificent leading lady! I was moved! I look forward to the next performance!
