Today I stayed busy, straight through lunch. A new project, learning new things, making new mistakes. For that is how we learn.
The week has had it's ups and downs. Sleepless nights, long days.
The death of a pilot in the high mountains over the weekend near Naval Air Station Fallon leaves me worried. The WSO left there not long ago, she and her wing will be heading back soon. And then out to sea again. I worry.
His name has not been released yet, except to the family. They are experiencing that sudden pain, then the aching dullness which follows. When will we wake up from this, they and many before have wondered.
Big Time is teaching the fledglings the mysteries of the Rhino down in Key West. Inexperienced pilots, fast jets. While he's good, very good, I worry.
Naval aviation is a small community. While its joys are many, the dangers are not very far away. Forget that at your peril.
There has been too much death lately. Too many memories of death. This time of year is hard.
While driving home there was just a hint of snow in the air. When I pulled into the driveway, there were light flakes dancing in the cold air. It cheered me. As I've mentioned before, I like the snow. (But in moderation, of course!)
Spring is close. The cardinals are starting to sing in the mornings. We see quite a few of them this time of year.
The darkness of winter is starting to recede, I pray it takes my dark mood with it.
Ups and downs, we have them.