If you do something on a wing and a prayer, you do it hoping that you will succeed although you are not prepared enough for it. The drive was new to our eyes, but still a bit drab, as spring has not fully sprung in vacation-land. The Backus airport is a neat little grass strip, and I spent some time checking it out with Henry in the hot afternoon sun. I had my camera, but I just could not get the creative juices going. It was just a yellow, dried out grass strip. We had a friend join us, and he was a friendly old boy...an outdoor dog who must have almost lost an eye at some part of his life.
A picture of the old yellow lab that joined Henry and I as we walked the length of the grass strip
At the other end of the grass strip sat an old Checker automobile
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