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Showing posts with label airplanes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label airplanes. Show all posts

Saturday, August 24, 2019

August Break - 2019 - In the distance

In the distance is the prompt for today.  Since the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt is "preposition," I think I'm good with that too!

I'm working out in the studio tonight.  I stepped outside and I found a lone star in the distance.


Then I tried to catch a plane flying by but it's kinda blurry. 



They are definitely in the distance!  Short and sweet tonight.  I'm watching the baseball game and putting together the last few pages in the Boulder Creek Annual Golf Tournament album.  I know I've talked about that before.  I need to finish last year's pages so I will be up to date for next month.  I'm just happy I'm not too far behind.  Have a great night everyone. 

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Just Jot January - 2018

#JusJoJan is One Liner Wednesday today and I don't have a good one-liner so I'm sharing a picture of something I saw yesterday while on my walk by the San Francisco Bay.  I've mentioned before that I really like taking that 20 minute walk on the Bay Trail and watching the choreographed take offs and landings of the airplanes at San Francisco Airport...





and the dancing splash of the water on the rocks.



Since I started work at Michaels I haven't been taking the walks and yesterday, as part of my goals for the year, I decided to visit it again.  The first thing I noticed were several of the Lime Bikes sitting there available for rental.  The trail actually extends farther than the distance I walk so you could rent a bike and ride the trail and then return it.  Next I saw this little stump of a tree that had been cut to look like a small seat.





A little farther up was this "couch."  It has a plaque on it that says that it was a repurposed pine tree from Washington Park that had been destroyed by the floods in 2017.  It was carved by the Burlingame Park Department.  It looks like something out of the Flintstones, doesn't it?  


From this seat you can sit and watch the airport traffic and also the ducks swimming in the water.


I would definitely bring a cushion or something to sit on because it doesn't look all that comfortable for lengthy sitting.

I forgot how much fun it was to walk that short trail and I am glad I did.  Definitely going to start making it a more regular habit.  How about you?  Notice any changes to someplace you haven't been in a while?   












Monday, September 11, 2017

September Smiles - Silent Skies

I am using September Smiles as the title for my blog this month but everyone knows there are times when sadness creeps in.

I've mentioned before how close we live to the airport.  Our youngest daughter's first word was "jet" because we heard them all the time.  Even the double paned windows don't keep out all the sound.

I've shared how we can watch the planes do their coming and going dance, wondering how they manage to keep from crashing into each other.


One day the planes were flying through our backyard about a minute apart for over an hour.  Not quite sure what the reason was for that but it definitely got my attention.  








Sometimes we see the news copters and we can usually tell when the President is coming to visit because there is an increase in military copters.   


I don't have a picture but we can sometimes catch the Blue Angels when they are making their preparations for Fleet Week.  

As you can see, the air traffic is hot and heavy around here on most days; however, there were a few days when the skies were silent.  For two days after the 911 hijackings there were no planes anywhere.  Our house seemed extremely quiet.  Traveling the freeway to work was eerie because there were no planes landing or taking off.  It was kind of scary.

Even after the planes started flying again, I still had a tiny bit of apprehension.  Would San Francisco be next?  Obviously, my 911 experience does not compare to those who were there or who lost someone close to them, but I don't think there is a place or a person in America who wasn't affected in some way.  We remember.