Buzzed by an F-16

I heard a big jet sound and decided to check it out. Sure enough it was a seriously big jet sound – an F-16 that circled our property and left. I waved wondering if they could see me, let alone see me waving. It was pretty cool.

We had a busy day – went to one of our favorite restaurants with a great friend – it’s in a garden with soothing music. He gave us some fresh veggies from his garden – and they were fragrant and delicious. He lives at a lower elevation so his veggies are out sooner than ours. We had those gray bottoms on some of our tomatoes so we asked our friend George, who has planted 400,000 plants this year for some lime like he gave us a few years ago. Gen Y put the lime on tomatoes and in the soil. No more gray bottoms.

Our friend’s melons – well they are from his Dad’s melons years ago and especially delicious. So we’ll keep the seeds and plant them next year. If we also like the melon 🙂

Then a friend from southern CA showed up with 3 friends on his way to hiking at Bowman Lake. They treated us to dinner at Charlie’s Cafe in Grass Valley, CA.  I teased the three friends telling them that they had violated our rule. They got to spend a nice chunk of time with General Yeager without having read his book. By happenstance, I had a box of books in our car so gave each one to read on their camping trip this weekend.

I also gave our friend Bob a jar of mango salsa from our friends in Hawaii who had sent a couple cases for us to hand them out to our friends.

They were nice guys. Two of them had been to Southeast Asia so we compared notes. One was there much earlier than I – 1980’s and early 90’s. I was in Indonesia in 1993 and then Laos, Cambodia, Thailand, Burma in 1997 and 1999. The other guy, Steve, had been there in 2006 (and earlier) so could tell me the differences.

Fascinating. A lot safer in many places.

The street fair was going on in Grass Valley – but they wanted to get to the trailhead before dark. And Gen Yeager and I were not in the mood for more crowds today so we headed home.

Our peacock is wandering around – likes to be around us, likes to look at himself in the windows. He has no more long tail feathers so feels much more trim. I think his mate is sitting on eggs – haven’t seen her in awhile. He is beautiful and really not noisy. Maybe I should say… yet!

Watching a western where the good guys always win. I kinda like that.

c. GCYI