Monkey Trampoline is totally the name of my next band

Look at that blue sky. Look at it. Gracious!

This unbelievably gorgeous day was followed by one of those Midwestern sunsets that has only been rivaled, in my experience, by the sun sinking into the ocean, framed by the cliffs, on the isle of Corfu, in Greece.

Here in Indiana it's so dang flat that the horizon goes on forever, and the late summer sunsets look like a giant celestial rainbow has lowered itself and stretched out for a lazy pre-dinner nap. And at the very end, just before it's alltheway dark, there is this amazing imperial purple stage, with just a hint of a poppy red semi-circle where the sun has sunk below the horizon.

There's a lot I dislike about Indiana, politics and humidity and rednecks and too-much-sports-not-enough-arts issues, but the sunsets rule.

... As do enormous, inflatable monkeys on trampolines.

And little monkeys too.