ya know, there is always something that lets ya know when its time to leave. Some times its an emotional feeling and sometimes its just a feeling and then sometimes its just hard evidence, something you can really put your finger on. Like for instance when rain drops falling from the sky turn white and fluffy and gently float to the ground, shorts, sleeveless T shirts, and flip flops just don't seem as comfortable as in the past. Your friends and co-workers have pulled up stakes and headed south, you have no neighbors and those that are still here are always saying "when are you leaving?" Yeh, it's time to leave. So, the gypsy and the captain have begun to load the car and pack the Starship, checking all systems, cleaning the front viewing screen, and raise the landing gear. The Starship will light up the engine Sunday morning and head for Cortez Colorado, spend the day relaxing and then its off to The Balloon Festival in Albuquerque New Mexico. After that, its on to the
winter home in Surprise Arizona. See these pictures? Yea, that's why we're leaving. Next stop, shorts, sleeveless T shirts and flip flops.
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