Well, no, make that ‘2nd best.’ The best will be when that logbook is good and full and the most recent entry is a passed checkride.
fuji x100
Hello, fairbanks
The air here smells like pine trees and wildflowers.
Seattle
Panoramas
And summer began
Look to the right
Off that way, which is East, just past the edge of the picture is the dateline and the border between the U.S. and Russia. To the left, which is west, near to the village there are a few of my coworkers, friends. People and places, people and places.
Eight days of school left in my first year of teaching. It went by in a blink, yet the first months seem like they were years ago.
Open the door
Saturday island life
More black and white
The fleet
The sun sets behind big diomede
Bright
Visitors
Another sunset
I like the sunsets here. Well come to think about it, I’ve never lived somewhere I didn’t like the sunsets. ‘Guess that means I like sunsets, generally speaking.
I like how sometimes one is wildly different from the next and sometimes its only a dab of color or a cloud differentiating one night’s sunset to the next, and I like how right after it disappears below the horizon someone a thousand miles away just turned a head to watch the sunset begin to mark the end of another day.