We traveled up to chedarland last night … Tom for business, me to be his shadow. I’m writing this post on my iPhone as I sit and eat my andy and ed’s burger and fries at a park on Lake Winnebago. I don’t recall ever being in these parts and it feels something like the Wisconsin I know. I am right under the flight path of the regional airport where they have the fly-in every year. Very pretty on the water with lots of wind farms on the horizon. I find them a complete fasination (look Tom! there are MORE!) but I wonder if that holds true when you live in their shadow?
