Flying...it's the thrill of the journey

No matter how many times I board a plane I am like a small child and am thrilled when I scoot into the window seat.  

I absolutely love to fly.  My first flight in life was at the old age of 18. 
I think my gram could count the total number of times she flew on one hand.
 
And then I think of how many times Paul & Emily have flown before 18. 

Wow...times change.

This morning I am off to Texas to spend the next few days with the Quilter's Guild of Plano Texas

....by the time this blog posts I will be at baggage claim....

....so for now I am just going to gaze out the window a bit more....and  daydream.

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