A spot in a hangar opened up near our son's house so we flew the plane over to his place in NH, then he flew back to Maine with us, we went to lunch, then he flew the plane back. I snapped a bunch of pictures along the way.
A pretty farm scene
A white homestead
A meandering stream
Nay waiting for us on the side of the taxiway
And here is Nay's home across the pond from the airport. It's the second one from the left.
It has come to my attention by someone who shall remain nameless (LOL!) that I haven't updated this blog in quite some time.
I've been mad at it.
Two months ago when we flew to California to buy an airplane, I planned on posting our progress on the way back each night. After the first leg I prepared a nice post with interesting pictures but it would not let me post!
I tried everything. In fact, I have it saved and tried again this morning but no luck. It keeps telling me there is a problem with the photos. I tried deleting some but that didn't help.
Instead, I've been creating visual stories on Storehouse. It's a really cool app. You can access it on a computer at www.storehouse.com or, if you have the app, just do a search using my name.
Anyway, I'm keeping my fingers crossed this one will post.
Here are a few pictures from the last two months:
Our new 1955 Cessna 170-B
Deirdre, Donna, me, Kylie, and Michelle on the fifth floor balcony of the Brunswick Hotel in Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
Gloria and Kylie at Gloria's 83rd birthday party.
Nathan reading a tribute to Gary's father when we committed him to the sea. You can see the biodegradable package his ashes were in.
Danielle, Kylie, Gloria, Erin, Nathan, and me on the boat.