Solitary Hour 78 of 120.

looking for the light

Problem with the fireworks is that a lot of them reminded me of Corona Virus!

So, let us look at airplanes. All manner of planes flew over my window. Haven’t seen so many different planes since they opened the Air Force Memorial back in 2006.  Well, maybe the 70th anniversary of VE Day back in 2015. There were lots of planes there. But old ones.

B-52 Stratofortress.

Speaking of old planes. This bad boy is old enough to move into The Asylum.

B-1B?

Not sure what this one was. Big ass plane. So it must be a B-1B.

Okay, I know it is noisy.

I know it is noisy, 600mm from my window. The little guys were flying pretty low.

And finally, Holy Batman.

Stealth Bomber

About being in Solitary. I only have 43 hours left. So, I think I am going to make it. With a little help from my friends that is. We Zoom every evening before we have our dinners.

Gratitude

Grateful for yoga. I haven’t gotten any much cardio. But more than enough strength and flexibility for an old woman.


And to recap the last 24 hours:

Mālama pono 

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