Our expedition across Ohio continued yesterday along small farm roads. We watched white-bearded farmers bringing in the hay with draft horses, then we stopped at a rural bakery for a loaf of bread.
When I sketched a pair of pygmy goats, the children came out to watch me draw and to look through my sketchbook.
All the siblings were home that day because they are recovering from whooping cough. They speak a dialect of German and only learn English when they get to school.
One setback: I lost my belt pouch and sketchbook with pencils, water brushes, and drawing materials somewhere in Ohio or Indiana. Meanwhile I'll buy new materials in Kansas City so that I can still do demos at the convention.
Addendum: It showed up! People are good. Thanks, Larry.