Please, Lord, let today’s travels go according to plan!
I am due to leave Lincoln at 6.37 a.m. on a connecting flight through Minneapolis, and then be back in Saint Louis by 11 a.m.
Severe storms rumbled through southeastern Nebraska on Saturday evening, but as I write after dusk on Saturday I can see that the flight is now on the ground in Lincoln. My jet, at least, is nearby.
Now for the weather to cooperate on Sunday.
Since I leave on Monday for the better part of a month, I have tasks to attend on Sunday, most important of which is loving on Auggie, who I am missing terribly!
An update: 5.30 in the morning, and I am through security and at the gate at LNK.
Morning is gilding the eastern sky with colors of ruby and azure and lapis lazuli.
I am hopeful.
The teensy jet looks lonely on the airport tarmac, but soon enough we will be winging toward Minneapolis.