Hey, look at all the airplanes! Holiday weekend.
And this classic 1956 C172 was at Gainesville Airport for that 100 dollar hamburger at the local cafe across the street from H27 and Sue's house.
Sue also spotted this long-legged spider at H27.
Seems like everywhere I go, I ppffhhtt ppffhhtt fight off a string of cobweb! Some little bug is wandering around the edge of these zinnia petals, going ppffhhtt ppffhhtt dern walked through another one of them again!
No sunset tonight, just a big red sun in the saturated atmosphere that's thickening up ahead of Hurricage Gustav, and lots of colorful blooms in the soft warm light. Unbelievable, it's the end of August already.
Unbelievable, there's that motorhome in the driveway! Hey, I've been retired, fired, replaced as airport manager. Finally... it's only been two months since Lloyd and Randy headed out for mid-MO and Iowa.
Randy caught a flight from Minneapolis into Anchorage today, then a shuttle on to Yakutat, where he will spend September ferrying fishermen and gear and fish and cargo in to and out of little wilderness airstrips. He's been spraying crops in MO and IA since April. Do we ever get tired of flying? noooooooo! (Except for those who have settled for a motorcycle - Hey, Don, this is an AIRport! Well, he's saving lots of $$$ on gas).
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