When You're A Jet . . .

It was misty and interesting looking out on Thursday morning, and so I took a back road to work, just to see what was happening around and about.

I went by the llama farm and discovered all of the llamas out in the main yard, grazing quietly. I pulled over my car and got out and took a few photos.

As I did so, a group of llamas suddenly turned and approached me quickly from the right. You could almost hear the snapping of fingers (if they'd had them!).

When you're a jet, you're a jet all the way! From your first cigarette to your last dying day . . .

Let's have a listen: the Jet Song, from West Side Story.