They’re Back.

The strangest thing…

In my backyard last week, just me, the clouds, and the trees—

There may have been a laptop, cell phone, latte, the occasional squirrel, and a yard full of weeds where grass should be, but let’s not worry about the details—

Into the quiet of swaying branches, twittering birds, and the neighbour’s child screaming in the pool next door…the muted, rumbling roar of an engine above.

A sound I hadn’t heard in oh, eighteen months.

Slicing through the clouds, sliding across the sky, metal wings.

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A sight once so common that only children looked up in awe, now a little startling.

Oh, right, a plane.

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