Sunday night I looked out the window while Justin was reading Logan's bedtime stories and saw a hot air balloon. It landed in the field behind our house, probably a mile or two away. My boss said she used to volunteer to help with a hot air balloon team (never went in one because she's afraid of heights) -- since they can't really control where they land, they can't get permission ahead of time to land on someone's property. Sounds like a true daredevil sport to me, especially in this state! It was a hazy day so the pics didn't turn out that great.
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