Fly Over

Three days before they come to pack up our stuff, four days before they load almost everything, five days before Cowboy, Don Cyrus, and I begin the westward trek in a cargo van mainly for our certified household plants, but also some artwork, and a few muffulettas to munch on…and counting!
While I had my step ladder out late yesterday afternoon, I couldn’t resist climbing up as high as I could, higher than I’ve ever been before; and to my surprise I could see where all the planes were going. Also saw Ann in a hot tub with a glass of wine.