When my brain and body feel cooped up, I sometimes go for a walk and take my camera along with me to capture whatever captures me. Here's the plunder.
The vast majority of planes flying out of our airport sport that bold Southwest color scheme. I do not recognize this plane.
Our local freeway, pre-rush hour.
Ah, there's a Southwest plane!
While taking this picture, there was blade of grass poking into my "nose hole," as my almost-two-year-old calls it.