Little Planes at the Old Airport

The man who dies with the most planes wins.

Billy hauled my sorry old ass out to the Old Airport this morning for a walk. But wait – there were planes on the runway. Little planes. But still planes. This are “low end” electric remote controlled planes. All but one are made out of ordinary styrofoam. One is the product of a $200 3D printer. 

Maybe some day I’ll take the real camera over and take pictures of the little planes flying around. 

Feeling old agin today. But, I still did a little walking, a little yoga, and a little swimming. My project this winter is to learn how to be old. Because this is the first time that I have felt physically diminished. Guess I am actually really grateful that I made it to my mid 70’s with a fully functional body. Now, my body and I have issues. I say “Body, let’s do this” and the Body says “I don’t think so”.

Went for a little swim and got some fish photos. 

Lovely Red Lipped Parrotfish.
“My” Moorish Idol School.

On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. H.L. Menchen,  Baltimore Sun, July 26, 1920.

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