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There is one on the left side of the chunk of white wool, but most of one leaf is missing so it's hard to see from an iPhone shot. I'll give you that one ;-).
Everything's okay here. I've just been really busy trying to get ready for the Wool Festival next weekend. Stella's been having some fun though :-).
Remember when I took photos for the Young Eagles day at the local airport earlier in the summer? Last Saturday was Silver Eagles - for anyone over 60. Local folks like Stella came out, but also two groups from one of the local nursing homes. Everyone had a great flight and a great time.
Stella, heading out on her first flight.
She got lucky and scored a second flight too. And to top it off...
...this plane is a teaching plane.
And she got to fly herself over her farm!
That's a super groups of folks over at the airport. I'm glad they asked me back and I can't wait for the next one :-).
Like crazy people - very fortunate, tired, but happy crazy people - we drove up for the Packer's home opener against the New Orleans Saints in Green Bay Thursday night.
We left dreary, rainy (hey, I'm not complaining!) Kentucky before dawn and with just a quick stop in Chicago to pick up the Superbowl flag from City Boy, arrived in sunny Green Bay. The weather was perfect and the breeze was spot on for flying the flag waaaay above the car.
Excellent!
We were not the long distance award winners by any stretch.
20 went along and wore the Gilbert Brown (the only one that fits him :-) jersey with pride, sitting on top of the car with his legs dangling through the sun roof. The guys parked next to us saw him and got all excited and ran over to cross something off on their tailgate.
They play a game they made up - "Packo" - and on the way to the game, write down a bunch of obscure jerseys they think they'll never see. Gilbert was one. 20 was excited to be so popular. He was even more excited when an AP photographer stopped to take his picture! I need to look and see if he shows up anywhere.
Homer travels to every game as well and got a kick out of some Saints fans walking past our car and laughing at him and the huge Serta sheep knitting on the roof. "You gotta love these crazy Packer fans."
We were on the opposite side of the stadium from the big party (thank goodness!) and enjoyed a smaller band playing nearby throughout the afternoon. For one song a couple band members got up on a neighboring roof.
Here are a couple videos of my favorite band. We see these guys every game - they make the rounds through all the tailgating lots playing for tips. This is no small undertaking.
The tailgating in Green Bay is unbelievable. The stadium is in a residential area and everyone for blocks and blocks sets up their yards and garages for tailgating. When we went up for the snowy Championship game a few years ago, we were amazed to see how many folks plowed their yards and piled the snow in their driveways.
It was a perfect afternoon. Perfect timing, perfect weather, perfect music, perfect people all around us...and the game was even more perfect. The flyover was awesome, the two stadium card stunts were fabulous, the national anthem was classy, the cheerleaders - from the local college (I think, although they looked younger than that) - did a good job.
Both teams were exciting to watch, Randall Cobb (the "local boy" from UK) had an unbelievable game, Donald Driver (my jersey) tied the Packers all time receiving record and the thrilling defensive stop in the last 2 seconds was the icing on the cake. The whole trip was the highlight of the year...so far :-).
Headed home the next morning. ________________________________________