Up In The Sky. July 29, 2011Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death.
Tags: hang glider
On the way home from work, a shadow on the windshield, a flash of color, a place to pull over and see what that was…
Up there, in the sky:
…riding the ridge, back and forth, turning above me:
Gliding off northward, returning to the south again and again. It looked freeing, yet focusing.
I bet that was fun.