I made it to Salt Lake City last night after a thankfully uneventful drive. Today I let myself sleep in, and then ran around to various bookstores in SLC proper, Provo, and Spanish Fork to show off The Everyday Naturalist. I've apparently brought the rain with me from Portland, as both Boise and SLC have gotten not just some much-needed precipitation, but thunderstorms as well, and it was really neat to see the Wasatch Mountains shrouded in low, gray clouds.
I had to really behave myself at Weller Book Works, because their rare books floor? SO MANY TEMPTATIONS. I could have gone home with a first edition copy of John Muir's Stickeen--if I'd had four hundred bucks to drop on such a lovely thing. And that book in the picture, The Naturalist's Field Journal, would have been a nice addition to my library. Ah, well. Perhaps in the future I can throw some mad money around.
I also have to rave about a new bookstore--just about to celebrate its first anniversary--in Provo. Planted in Pages is settled in a gorgeous old restored Victorian house. The book selection is fabulous, especially for fiction, and if you want houseplants you've got some spectacular options! Very much worth the drive down from SLC.
Tomorrow morning (10/05), 11am I'll have my next book signing at the Bird Blind at Tracy Aviary's Nature Center at Pia Okwai. Really looking forward to it, and I hope to see folks there!