Sunday, September 16, 2012

On this quiet Sunday morning...

as I had the girls outside, I heard an odd sound. No, it wasn't Mr. Softee. (Heck, I wouldn't consider that an odd sound anyway)
This was a sporadic whooshing sound.

As the sound got closer, I saw it start to peek over the trees.


They flew right over our roof.


I could have handed them a cup of coffee.


What a perfect morning for a balloon ride.
(But as for me, I prefer to keep my two hooves planted firmly on the ground)


Happy Sunday.

:> )


Susan said...

Happy Sunday! We live near the airport and there used to be an annual hot air balloon event, until there was a bad accident and they cancelled it. I love to watch them, but it's terra firma for this old gal, also.

What about those kooks that tie balloons to lawn chairs and take a rifle with them. Now, THAT's risky, I'm just sayin...

Countryfolk Keepsakes said...

Ha! Ha!!
That's a Saturday night in these parts! ;> )

nancarts said...

I am crackin' up over your pics!
HA! Really funny. Balloon is very pretty, but I agree with you..I'm keeping my feet on terra-firma.

Have a great Sunday.
Blessings, Nancy

tattered 'n torn prims said...

How cool is that!! a few years back one came down by wasn't a crash landing but not exactly where they had hoped to come down either....they are truly a glorious site tho aren't they!! :O)

Happy Sunday evening!!

Primitive Stars said...

Hello Karin, wow, kinda neat to see them fly over your house but not for me, feet on the ground thank you. Blessings Francine.

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