A brief moment of each day.

329/365–Father’s Day

I had a nice chat with my grandfather about how silly it is that my neighbor, the former butcher, won’t let us have bees. “Whatcha mean he won’t let you have hives! He wouldn’t a had hogs for the slaughter without bees!” I was hoping grandpa could talk big picture with him, but alas, he wasn’t home. Maybe next time.

He’s our first guest that’s actually landed planes at the airport, so he told me all about what runway the planes flying over the lake were landing on, why the frequency was three minutes between planes (instrument flying conditions due to the low cloud cover) and how watching them reminded him of landing air force planes there. He didn’t mention building himself a new plane this visit, I wonder if seeing all those planes today will fan that flame again?


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