A Post For Summer

I'm not sure I remember how to write.  This has been such a wonderful Spring weather wise.  We have had a lot of rain and I've seen enough of that.  But our crops should do well.  There have been some beautiful cool days.  And daylight till 9PM.

I did very little all winter and didn't do too well on diet and exercise.  It' been hard to crawl back and move around and lose weight.  When May came I kind of came out of my shell.  I went to 2 bon fires and played guitar sets.  Then my son came to town for a week.  I tried to keep up with him.  We went to his cousin's wedding in Philly.  Then my friend the professor from Norway came and visited for 3 weeks.  I tried to keep up with him.  We went to some cruise ins in my VW.  We started my TR6 and drove it around the block.  We drank gin and tonics and grilled out on the deck almost every night.  We opened our pool.  The prof went back to Norway.

I went to Loch Haven with friends in the Cherokee.  The next day to another friend's airstrip Art's, and got to do a guitar set.  Two days later to Cincinnati to see my buddy Geoff at his retirement party. Congrats my friend. The very next day to Baltimore to renew my instructor's rating.  And on to Clearview to buy airplane stuff and dinner with buddy Dempsey.

Now I'm ready for the pace that I had during the winter.  Part of chilling down I hope will be posting here.  I'm behind on the mowing.  The last few days I've done a lot,  but there are still some wet places I can't get on.  I'm busier than I thought I would be.  With a long list of projects that I may be able to do.  Maybe not.

As I grow older,  do I get wiser?  Yes, in many ways.  But in many other ways, not so much.  I am grumpier. Less animated.  I saw a T shirt the other day that said: 
"I used to care.  I take a pill for that now".

I'm thankful that I am calm.  Fed. Not in Pain. Have a beautiful, wonderful wife.  A fantastic son, no fatal disease diagnosed as yet.  I have troubles,  we all do.  We all will get sick and die.  If I look around even just a little bit,  I see folks with real bad troubles. If I ever get depressed because I can't have my way.  Or some of my toys are broken.  Or the day doesn't "click".  Then I deserve to be told:  "Lloyd,  you are a stupid ass,  shut up and get your perspective back!"

This is going to be a great summer with fly ins and cruise ins and I may have a little party here too.

Every day is a gift.  Every day is a day you can re boot and start over.  And for me,  the full circle pilot:
Every day is Friday night!

Happy Solstice my friends.       LLITTY     :::::+:::::