Here are more photos from the artist’s play date mentioned in the previous blog:
The lush green runway of what I’ve jokingly named The Woodstock International Airport is lined with houses owned by airplane enthusiasts.
Just when you think you’ve seen all the lawn ornaments in the world, your neighbors can come up with an original like this one:
Vicki managed to catch the bright yellow plane before it fully landed. What a quick draw she has with a digital camera!
The restored and souped up cars fascinated me. Here’s an antique Studebaker, and it’s for sale, too.
My only regret is that I did not photograph the two huge dogs, both very friendly, but I haven’t forgotten you, Jake and Ivan. I’ll snap your photos the next time I round the corner and visit the neighborhood landing strip.