The sound of planes over head

The sound of a single engine plane flying over on a quiet sunny day always reminds me of the quiet times I had playing alone in the orchards of rural Ventura County as a kid. I can close my eyes and picture myself there and almost smell the orange blossoms. What awesome times, before getting dislodged and exposed to the real, cruel, world.

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About Erudite Hillbilly

Erudite Hillbilly is a nom de guerre of a rantin', ravin', mis-behavin' Harley ridin', mountain dwelling polymath that's just got a bit too much schoolin' for his own good

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