I’m in Fargo again, the second time in a month. Flying in today the pilot approached from the north, which is unusual. In my memory the flight has approached from the south, flying over the entire city, right by the Fargo Dome and into Hector International. The flight pattern today allowed me to have a fabulous view of the patchwork quilt farmland. Some of the hay is cut, some of the wheat harvested, and some I actually watched being harvested from the air. Love the view of the land from the air, especially the flatland that makes my heart sing.