Weeks and weeks of cold and dismal weather has left me numb with a winter funk.. Yesterday's mini-blizzard nearly pushed me over the edge.. Fortunately there may be a shred of light at the end of the tunnel..
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Just a few minutes ago, I was startled by the dull thud-thud-thud of a large bald eagle flapping his way across the flight line.. He worked his way across the ramp and did a classic wings-up talons-bared drop onto something for lunch..
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I scanned the sky..
Cold air.. Fresh sunshine..
Weak cumulus clouds..
Soaring birds..
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The calendar turns from January to Flying season in a few days..
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I think I'll survive..
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a i R W R e C K..
- Eric Thrasher Troili..
- Someday I'd like to be known as a cyclist.. Until that time, I'll just keep riding my bike..
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