If humans who like hot food are chili-heads and those who like cars are gear-heads, then the human male, the female, and their friend are AIR-HEADS. Ehehehehe. It’s funny because it’s true.
They’ve heard through the grapevine that there is a unique aircraft due to be at the local private airstrip today and tomorrow. They want to drop everything and go ogle. I want to go and laugh. Midgardian technology is sooooo primitive and backward.
Sigyn wants to go because the sun is out and it’s spring and there might be flowers around the airstrip.
So here we are. There is an assortment of small planes, but I gather that none of these is what we came to see.
Can you see better from up there, Sigyn?
I suppose we can look around for your flowers while we wait. They’ve mowed, but a lot of the early flowers are very short, so you might be in luck. We’ll just have to crouch right down in the grass.
Found something already? Good eyes! That is one tiny flower. Even though it is bright lilac, it would be easy to overlook it.
You found some even smaller, pale ones. Do you like those better?
Sigyn, come look at this one! Stripes!
Oh. When the human female said, “Spring Beauty,” I thought she was talking about you. So that’s what it’s called?
Sigyn seems to be focussd in on pink today. This little wild geranium looks nothing like the houseplant kind.
Uh, oh. The lawnmower has done a number on this one. The human female says it’s supposed to be a foot tall, with heart-shaped fruit.
Though why that means it’s called “Shepherd’s purse” is beyond me.
You’ve got something else over here? I don’t see anyth— Oh. There it is. By Idunn’s Itty Bitty Green Apples, that is a small flower.
Nice shade of blue, though. The human female says it’s called “speedwell.”
More speedwell over here. Sigyn is in love.
Maybe we should rub some on that plane, because it is taking FOREVER to get here.