On Saturday and Sunday there was a helicopter circling around our neighborhood and over the fields behind us. The helicopter was up in the sky pretty much all day long both days. Watching it was mesmerizing.
Seriously though, every time it flew by I stopped what I was doing to watch the thing. No idea why. I wasn’t expecting to see it land in my driveway or anything. Nor was I expecting anything exciting to happen. Just a machine floating in the sky, cutting through the air making chopping sounds as it echoed out.
Perhaps that’s all it is. That low, rhythmic thud noise that repeats quickly- pushing mini sonic booms down to the earth.