The dogs have known for days now that something was afoot with me. They always do, it’s in their natures as any dog owner will attest. They have a sixth sense for what their humans are up to, especially when it come to departing for a trip. And my dogs not only have their doggy ESP, they have had it affirmed over the years with watching me drag my suitcase out to my car time and again, bid them farewell and return at random intervals. So it’s no surprise that three pairs of beady dog eyes have been following and monitoring my every move for about a week. But today, even the human species will be unable to miss my excited and anticipatory energy. Like a kid on Christmas Eve, I awoke with the thought, “Tomorrow’s the Day!” And so it is. I have a whole slew of emotions: anxiety, happiness, overwhelm, and mostly a buzzing joy. Of course, there’s the last minute details to attend to. I’ve already farmed my two horses out to the neighbors who have a bigger pasture down the road with more grass for them to eat, and relieving my husband of haying duties. This morning I visited them, trimmed their hooves and kissed them goodbye. They were glad to see me and seemed happy in their new digs. I will now run around, pay some last minute bills, finish a pilot exam and then…….attempt the ever so challenging task of actually getting all of our gear IN the biplane. And arranging things in a logical order, making sure my charts are within easy reach, sunglasses are accessible, handheld radio is charged with the wires out of the way, that I don’t forget my purse or anything else and most especially, that I don’t forget the BROWNIES! Later on, it’s time to get a serious nitty gritty look at the weather forecast for tomorrow and communicate with Jerry and Chrissy about a proposed departure time when we’ll all rendezvous, top off the fuel, swing the prop and head east for an adventure filled with fun, love, connection and magic.