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Last night was warm, almost like summer. We left the patio door open, only the screen door, and in the morning before sunrise a smell of light came inside.
I went out walking earlier than usual this morning, even putting on a rain coat to protect against the few large drops that had started up again. It was just a dusting of water, but it felt healthy in ones nostrils and healthy to see around at the mountains.
Many planes came in while I walked, mostly small ones. The biggest ones, that come in this time of year, come in during the very early morning and evening. A large craft startled me a couple nights ago, right after sundown. I saw its trail swooping in towards the power lines, already on a low approach as it came over us.
Meditating by the Ironwood, I thought of how Wictor could possibly be right, and that Trump is still legally president. It sounds absurd on the surface, but it would explain a lot things going on.
I am glad I am not in Washington, D.C., but far outside and away from it. We are all in the middle of it, smack in the middle of it, to be sure, but I prefer the dry wash of the desert for the moment.
SDL. During World War II the airfield was used by the United States Army Air Forces Army Air Forces Training Command as "Thunderbird Field #2" on June 22, 1942, as a primary flight training school for aviation cadets. Since its inception, Thunderbird #2 graduated more than 5,500 students, a total three times greater than the entire total contemplated by the AAF's original expansion program. In addition, Thunderbird #2 pilots flew nearly 26,500,000 miles, more than 3,000 times around the world at the equator. The school was deactivated on October 16, 1944. |
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