Running from the Sun
I cannot remember the last time I have flown west early in the morning. It is like watching a prolonged sunrise. Even traveling over 450 miles an hour, the sun continues to gain on us...albiet slowly. It reminds me of the old Bing Crosby song (old...as if there are any new Bing Crosby songs) Where the Blue of the Night Meets the Gold of the Day. He used the song to open his radio shows in the 40's and 50's. Well no Bing today. Just a little Vivaldi. Thirty minutes to wheels down.
Mike Lang
