Last Sunday, as I was heading back into my driveway after a run, I could see a hot air balloon way off in the distance.
I could tell it was one of two particular balloons that frequently fly the skies over my neighborhood.
And I went inside to get some water.
Then, I could hear the whooooosh of the balloon, so I knew it was getting closer. I grabbed my phone and went outside.
It was moving fast!
And even closer.
Until it was right over my head.
So close that I was conversing with the people IN the balloon! (They were much amused with my picture-taking and Jenny's wild barking.)
I feared for my trees. And my roof.
But they sailed right on by.
That was fun!