Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Being an Airedale

Today, we went to Bryon Airport. It's just over the hills to the east of home. Rather quiet on a Wednesday. Only one other plane landed while we were there.

It was very windy. I liked to run around in the wind. Most often with my face to the wind. You can smell a lot of things by doing that. The smokey smell of burned grass nearby. Very odd smells from the open hanger with at least four Soviet jets getting overhauled. They are part of an acrobatic demonstration team. Ruskie jets in the California Central Valley. That just seems right. Everyone and everything should have a chance to bask in the California sun.