flying high...

It was just a normal Friday.

I was going about life a usual.

And that involved emptying out the dishwasher.

I glanced out the kitchen window...

and saw a plane landing on the grass immediately behind our house.

What in the world?

The pilot hopped out...

and then it all made sense!

Ernie.

He usually taxis businessmen around the country in executive planes...

and on his days off he occasionally plays close to home with smaller planes.

It was good day for flying...

so he popped by with intentions of taking Jeremy or hubby up for a sightseeing jaunt. 

He came to the door to see if either of them were around.

Hubby was at a meeting...

and Jeremy was not answering his cell phone.

Missed opportunity!

Since they were not about...

Ernie wondered if I might want to go for a short flight around the area?

Of course I would!

I grabbed a jacket...

and my camera (of course)...

and off we went.

I saw my neighbourhood from a whole new perspective!

As you can see...

the field behind our house made for a perfect landing strip.

As for the fields directly behind the barns...

one would need pontoons to land there.

We have several aerial photos of the farm taken over the decades...

always from this angle.

Jeremy and Broni now live in the farmhouse with their family...

...and we live on the 'back forty'.

Hubby drives to work.

The grands run across the fields!

We flew over the subdivisions on the hillsides...

where our other kids live.

Who knew that Cultus Lake was almost in their back yard?

And then we looped back over the city...

...and east to the 'green, green fields of home'.

We were just coming down for a landing...

as hubby pulled into the yard with his truck.

He was quickly trying to call me from his cell phone...

wanting to tell me there was a plane landing in our field.

What a look of surprise when he saw me waving at him from the plane.

Too funny!

It seems he never missed out after all.

Ernie offered to give him the tour from 'up above' as well.

A quick taxi down the 'runway'...

and they were up and away.

I got the dishwasher emptied while they were gone...

and then some.

Who would have thought a plane could land so smoothly on our pasture?

I had to think back to another time when I was in a plane that landed on a grass runway.

It was not so smooth!

The runway was in a remote part of Haiti...

and we weren't so sure the pilot would manage to stop the plane before he ran out of grass.

Next to the runway lay the wreckages of all the planes that hadn't quite made it!

We lived to tell if it...

but it was a scary experience.

That was decades ago.

As for now...

I had no fear whatsoever.

Thanks, Ernie...

for the experience of a lifetime!

Once hubby was safely back on the ground...

Jeremy heard his cell phone message...

and came out to see what he had missed out on.

He was too late for a plane ride...

...but Ernie put on a bit of a show for him as he left.

It seems he has way too much fun at work!

I think I'll be flying high all week.

A few hours after my flying adventure...
it began to snow.

The green fields...
and the brown fields...
and the red fields...
and the wet fields...
all look the same today!

Have a wonderful day.
One never knows what the day will bring!