flying solo

My husband has completed his instructor training and will soon be placing his life in the hands of student pilots. (You can all start praying now. Thanks.)
Per Shawn's request, I'm on a mission to take some "cool aviation photos" to hang up in the house. I suppose these walls could definitely use a dose of engines and props among the framed flowers and baby faces. I like an assignment and while he's out teaching the next generation of aviators to stay in the sky, I think I know just where I'll have to go. But now I have to figure out how to swing a few hours alone with my camera or else his visions of cold, hard, steel in black and white will unavoidably include a touch of cute kiddo. I just can't help myself.