Monday, August 18, 2008

AUGUST 19, 2002

We flew back from Hampton, Iowa, yesterday in a small plane at 5500 feet. The world looks like a puzzle from that perspective, a green and blue puzzle. Visibility was 40 miles. I helped navigate by matching the map to the fields and trees and roads and rivers there on the ground. What is so clear on the map has to be studied on the ground. The river, the road, the curve to the trees along the water.

It has rained during the night, and day dawned with haze overhead. That's disappearing: we've got blue skies now, some sunshine. Nothing you can complain about unless you're a whiner. Whiners don't live as long as those who embrace the world, however.

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