Mildred 100 years young

We left absolutley beautiful california weather early on thursday. The flights were filled to the gills and the scenery on the flight was stunning. The clouds looked like mounds of silver whipped cream. The ground view of the cities reminded me of a patchwork quilt in earthy greens and browns. The mountians were folds of brushed suede. We landed in the evening at Fort Lauderdale airport cracked open our cell phone and called Jeanette.