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Saturday, June 10, 2006
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June Sky, Afternoon, Foggy Bottom Live and work here long enough, and you begin to read the sky. I'm in my university office, waiting for my little family unit to pick me up for dinner and then a show (you know... THAT show...), and suddenly there are contrails everywhere in the pale blue sky stretched alongside my windows. Military jets in formation? I didn't see them as they flew across, but I'm watching for their return now, as I type. Also sounds of helicopters (we're so close to the White House that they're almost certainly presidential). And now clear sounds of ... fighter jets? The passenger jets are behind me, taking off from and landing at Reagan National Airport. Sirens too, but that could mean anything -- an entourage in motion, a fire at a townhouse... Maybe it was a training exercise. Maybe an errant private plane just passed over with an escort. I lean out of my open window and on top of many nearby buildings I see American flags waving in the breeze. It's an absolutely beautiful day. And calm now. No siren. No jets. No helicopters. A cool late afternoon, early summer, Washington DC. Birdsong. |