Sitting down by the river early this morning, drinking tea, admiring the perfect day. Clear sun, waves on the water, gulls soaring. In the distance to the south, the Met Life blimp. I love blimps, the way they seem to move in slow motion. I keep my eye on this one and as it clears the trees I see it's not alone. There are two more, a little smaller, painted a little differently, following it around. The big one leads the little ones through three wide circles. Then they all head north. They drift right over me in a line. A three-blimp formation! I have no idea what was going on, but I'm sure glad I was there to see it.