This morning, while I was watering the vegetable garden (yes, I have to give you an update on that thing!)…I heard a deep throated mechanical ROAR. A big jet. A BIG jet. (Or an unbelievable earthquake).
Ever the optimist, I looked up at the sky, instead of running for cover.
I saw the speck in the sky, a tiny jet, and then it got closer, flying straight over our house! A blue angel!
…and I must confess. At one point, in junior high, I dreamt of joining the US Air Force Academy. I know–sedentary ME! But I had a crush on a boy who wanted to be in the Air Force, and I have always wanted to fly. So at the time, it was perfectly logical.