It is one of those rare summer days. With the sun shining benignly, tiny white puff-clouds dance across the blue sky on a gentle breeze that cools the brow. The only sounds heard are from the cheerful chorus of birds in the trees. Then the drone of engines starts. First spied in the distance, the source of this new sound comes closer until, suddenly, a green-and-beige/tan/khaki twin-engine biplane comes in over the trees lining the field. The pilot straightens the aircraft for landing and oh-so-gently the beautiful aircraft touches down.
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