There've been quite a few helicopters flying around here in recent days, though not as many as there were during the wildfires. I'd rather see a blimp for a change. Blimps are so placid, and amusingly fat, while helicopters are noisy and all insectoid scrawniness. Blimps are the perfect mechanical devices to gaze at on balmy late summer days. Plus, there's a good chance of finding shade for a moment or two as they pass.
Shade will remain especially welcome here through midweek, as that is when the local high temperatures are expected to sink into the mere eighties again. WTF, September? I will drink all the beer!