After finishing up weeding the milkweeds, I came inside the house for a little while when I heard the deep and heavy rumblings of a plane I am not used to hearing. Living under a regular flight path you get used to normal, every day plane sounds. I quickly glanced out my bedroom window and to my joy and amazement I saw a Consolidated B-24 Liberator, an American bomber much used during World War II, flying south over our backyard. By the time I grabbed my camera and ran outside it had already banked to the right and was flying out over the Pacific, heading west into a clichéd sunset. At least I got this shot before it flew away.
