snagged some pix from Facebook to share here..
Yesterday's outing with my MAN TO MAN Prostate support group was small but good. I was up with friend Dave in plane for several hours - several times. Got a wonderful massage, good food & on way home stopped & cooled off (92 & humid) at the LeDue Reservoir with Josy & Toby who did not fly, but remained on leads & under van in shade the whole time
Here are a few pix from my FaceBook page. I seem to have lost passwords & thus access to my two server accounts. I am hesitant to contact Paul the owner as he is a terrible accountant & I have paid on both accounts but the last time I looked it shows I was paid through June 2006. Thank Heavens for Facebook and Picasa for the pix storage/accounts
On second flight I unfortunately developed a dead battery (and forgot my camera bag with back up battery). So just as we were approaching my house - DEAD!!! grr. This shot was about 5 min from my home. It was the first time I had flown over my property & first time up in small plane for years. I had begun ground school in NC before I left the area. $$ constraints afterward prevented me from completing my training. I love to fly
Getting Ready to “go up”. Dave & I are in charge of the group & planned the day. He is a pilot & owner of plane
Massage Man Joseph in back seat shot this. 2nd ride after everyone had left.. long & fun. Great weather but due to approaching weather system visibility was only about 10 miles rather than extended.
This is Joseph, my massage therapist. He is a retired school teacher but has been into massage since the early 70s. He set up shop in the hanger. There was unfortunately a dead “something”...”somewhere” in the hanger.. put a bit of a damper on the massage times.
For second flight I snagged my GPS from car to check things out.. fun to see how it would work from air. I had thought of putting in a destination but thought it would be crazy to keep hearing .. “recalculating” LOL
Hope all have a good TGIF & wonderful weekend.. very busy one on the docket here.
(and to any “other” farmers along the way)
An Old Farmer's Advice:
* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
*Keep skunks and bankers at a distance.
*Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
* Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.
* Meanness don't jes’ happen overnight.
* Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.
* Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
* It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge.
* You cannot unsay a cruel word.
* Every path has a few puddles.
* When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
* The best sermons are lived, not preached.
* Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen anyway.
* Don't judge folks by their relatives.
* Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.
* Don't interfere with somethin’ that ain't bothering you none.
* Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a Rain dance.
* If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin’.
* Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
* The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every morning’.
* Always drink upstream from the herd.
* Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
* Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin’ it back in.
* If you get to thinkin’ you're a person of some influence, try orderin’ somebody else's dog around.
* Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
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Don't pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight,
he'll just kill you.
