One thousand copies of Kutuuka arrived this morning from the bindery in Boston. New book smell permeates the little storage unit the books now call home.
It's kind of curious - I've been home from helping unload them now for an hour, and I can only look at the book from a distance. I guess I'll inch closer and closer to it for an eventual "curl up in the chair" meeting at some point this afternoon. I really can't explain my hesitation to look too carefully at it just yet.