Serenity

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Every time a plane I'm on slowly glides downward and eventually lands, I find myself slipping into a mood of calm and acceptance. Or do I mean relief? Always a pleasant moment, in any case. I've posted this, in part, because was taken by the inability of the high-def video to "see" the propeller blades the way they actually look to the eye. For what it's worth, this is the conclusion of yesterday's prop-hop from Shreveport to Dallas/Forth Worth.