the wild blue yonder

My brother lives in a small village outside Seattle. He has moved around a lot in his employment, living on the east coast, Switzerland, California and finally Washington state. We don't see each other often but he has taken the holiday weekend to come visit on his way to a meeting next week, staying with our elder sister while he is here. He is also co-owner of a little four seater airplane. His partner in ownership was going to have the plane in San Antonio this weekend so they arranged for the partner to fly it to the little local airport here today and he gave us all plane rides.

this is the plane

peering in

granted, my brother is 6' but it is still very small inside

instruments from edge to edge

gaining altitude, that's the Colorado river below...and probably a pecan orchard lower right

it was hazy in the lower altitudes...a patchwork quilt

we've reached cloud level now

flying around them

up above the clouds...pasture land and woods

coming back down

our own Nazca

crossing the river again, rice fields top right

approaching the runway

sister, brother and I