The sound of it didn’t fail to surprise me, yesterday.
I was working on a difficult part of a text when I heard a rumble coming closer: A kind of rumble I had found exciting at a previous occasion.
So I absolutely had to peek through the window. Lo and behold, there it was, all lovely:
It was just a split second later that I realized someone must be in serious trouble, since the doctor had to be flown in this way.
I didn’t want to stare too long or too much out of the window, but I did notice the doctor came back alone, so I hope everything went well for the person in peril. I sent them a positive thought or five and admired the lovely bird taking off.