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    By Tiffany Edwards Hunt. All rights reserved. Use with permission only.

    Time for my periodic rant about helicopters and their invasion of personal space.  Moments ago, two helicopters rode low and circled the wilderness outside our home.  ”Shoo! Shoo! Go away!” I said to myself as the first one passed.  ”There is nothing for you here, and you are so loud you’re going to wake my sleeping baby!”  A minute or two later, another one followed.  (Tail end of the pass-by here: IMG_3122). And that one did it.  After the loud helicopter came the loud cries of my prematurely awakened baby seeking solace.  Thanks a lot, whoever you are piloting that helicopter, presumably on the hunt for marijuana in the  forest reserve and people’s backyards.  There are people who suggest that Green Harvest is a violation of our Constitutional right.  I feel like it is that, along with being a nuisance to our ears and an invasion of our serenity.  It’s one thing when helicopters are en route to and from the lava flow, the overhead rumble is high enough and generally not as intense as when they swoop down and circle about in search of marijuana or what-have-you.  Living in this rural space is otherwise so quiet, with the birds talking to each other and the wind rustling throug the trees.  I feel like the sound of an approaching helicopter rattles my insides.  Clearly, the two that just passed had an effect on my baby! When is there going to be enough political will to give it up already?!

    Posted by Tiffany Edwards Hunt @ 1:57 pm

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