Waiting For The Sandhills
That time of the year. Tired of snow and cold; we are all looking forward to the Sandhill’s musical calls.
Meanwhile, we feed the locals. My neighbor took this from our parking lot. 
Earl is watching while sitting on the deck behind me; doesn’t seem to bother the Stellars.
Hope you are enjoying Spring, ours is right around the corner.
So far I've reached acceptable proficiency at the following, in chronological order: Silversmith, infantryman/door gunner, helicopter pilot, fireman, carpenter, residential contractor, FAA Air Traffic Control Specialist and crotchety old retired guy. Currently, I'm learning to fly again and that is what this is all about. 7/7/2020 edit: As I have had the opportunity to reflect (old people do that a lot) on my actual proficiency level at the above occupations, I feel adjustments are in order. The term "acceptable" depends on the observer, their own proficiency and experience level. Acceptable to me might be woefully deficient to the master. I think it would be more accurate to claim that I have earned a living wage at all of these occupations but never got rich. Actually, I feel that I have gotten rich at the last one. I have what I need and am profoundly grateful for all of it. The future looks bright indeed, as I have learned to fly again. For that I have all of you to thank. Thank You!
Who’s turn to buy lunch? Spring is here in north Florida
60s here. That groundhog up in Punxsutawney was tight for once