Lift-Off

Seed to Control, over.

Control to Seed, what is your status?

Control, we have lift-off. I repeat, lift-off has been achieved.

Seed, what is your trajectory?

Whichever way the wind takes us, Control. Handing over the flight pattern to Destiny.

Oh, right. Which one is she, again? That little blonde?

Very funny, Control. Over and out.


Went to take auntie to her doctor for a little check up. They took some blood to check cholesterol levels. She will find out about that, but everything looks good. Then lunch, library, grocery store, bank.....and back home before the rains begin. Soon I think we will get a soaking...or so they say. But it's fairly warm out, so it feels nice outside. I took a few shots here and there...but thought I'd have some fun with this. Thought a dandelion challenge should be given...but I didn't want to give it! HA

See ya later Blippers. Always loved this Irish poem:

May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.