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So, it's about 8:15 or so and I haven't been up for a full hour (though I've at least been up and had breakfast), when I hear this noise outside. And I'm sitting there going "I can't believe my neighbors are using what sounds like a power-washer at this hour on a Sunday!" I'm all set to go out and suggest it's a bit early for noisy power tools. I go to the window and peer to see if I can tell which neighbor is doing what....
...and find myself staring at a hot air balloon floating along the tree line. I was listening to it, not a rude neighbor. They went out for a Sunday morning rent-a-ride and were trying to land, but the wind ran them along the trees that line the creek instead of into the adjacent pastures. So, they waited a bit hoping, but finally gave up and pushed higher and disappeared north, still in search of a chance to drift the right direction. Before they went up, they scraped the top branches of one tree with the basket (you could hear it and see the flexion, but they only scraped, I think). The girls on the ride were giggly and a touch nervous at that point but the operator either wasn't worried or had a good poker face.
I grabbed my camera, of course. So there are a few pictures. I was staring and chatting with them as much as I was photographing, though.
As usual, pictures link to bigger pics.
...and find myself staring at a hot air balloon floating along the tree line. I was listening to it, not a rude neighbor. They went out for a Sunday morning rent-a-ride and were trying to land, but the wind ran them along the trees that line the creek instead of into the adjacent pastures. So, they waited a bit hoping, but finally gave up and pushed higher and disappeared north, still in search of a chance to drift the right direction. Before they went up, they scraped the top branches of one tree with the basket (you could hear it and see the flexion, but they only scraped, I think). The girls on the ride were giggly and a touch nervous at that point but the operator either wasn't worried or had a good poker face.
I grabbed my camera, of course. So there are a few pictures. I was staring and chatting with them as much as I was photographing, though.
As usual, pictures link to bigger pics.
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