Good morning to you, on this eve of April!
Search as I did for any shade of new spring green, this final day of March arrived in shades of gray!
The only green was from the lordly evergreens, whose heads were hidden in gray clouds!
Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Friday, March 27, 2020
"MOORE" fun in the sun--Aerobatics on a Sunday Morning, 1965 at Concord Airpark, Concord Twp., Lake County, Ohio
Rose in classic U.S. Navy PT Trainer open-cockpit biplane. Photo by Cleveland Plain Dealer
With Pilot Evvie Knapp (foreground) and Wally King.
The parachute pack weighed almost as much as I did; the guys had to LIFT me into the plane.
I found out I LOVED inverted flight in an open cockpit!!!
THE PLANE I LEARNED IN, SOLOED IN... AND ABSOLUTELY LOVED!
INSTRUCTOR EVERETT KNAPP, CONCORD AIRPARK.
l SOLOED ON THE SECOND DAY OF CHRISTMAS, 1965, AND THEN FLEW SOLO EVERY SUNDAY, AT THE CRACK OF DAWN
AND FELT CLOSER TO GOD THAN I EVER FELT IN A CHURCH BUILDING.
I LOVED THAT LITTLE PLANE UNTIL I WAS CHECKED OUT WITH AN OLD TRI-PACER; AND WHAT A PLANE THAT WAS!
I FLEW MANY SOLO CROSS-COUNTRIES IN THAT OLD TRI-PACER.
Sunday, March 15, 2020
Morning! I was captivated as the gentle Sunday daylight leaked in slowly outside my windows ...
Do you recall the old days, when so many people's windows were lightly draped with soft, sheer curtains? Today's daybreak seemed very much like that, except the "curtains" held the lightest, dainty hue of lilac/purple.
Through the church-like, tall north windows, the slowly brightening day gathered the unusual and blissful atmospheric purple color all around.
I didn't need the wild sunrise colors many people seem to crave; this soft, translucent tint was just enough for me this Sunday morning.
I sip my coffee now; watching the birds; listening to music. The morning is quiet and still. I am at peace. Not watching the news.
Saturday, March 14, 2020
Wednesday, March 11, 2020
Monday, March 9, 2020
On this mild day, the birds are travelling two-by-two; flashing past my windows; dancing on my decks and railings; collecting plant materials for nests...
Their songs are once again my standard morning music...
I know that snow and cold are still in store for us, but the birds are telling us that Springtime's here!
Have faith; even as the springtime cold fronts come and go!