I’m not in the air all that often, but wherever I am, I am never not filled with a sense of fear and wonder.
Tag Archives: flying
May 24 Photo
I have a thing for clouds. Always have. Sometimes you get into those inane conversations with people about which superpower you would choose if you could have any. For me it’s always a toss-up between flying and invisibility. Flying almost always edges out invisibility. I would love to be able to stretch out my armsContinue reading “May 24 Photo”
This is going to be one of those sappy-daddy-loves-his-daughters kind of posts. If that’s not your cuppa, exit now. Still there? Well then, meet Joshua. This is the name of the stuffed tiger you see in the picture above. My older daughter named him. Now, technically, he’s mine. He was a gift from said daughterContinue reading “Flying Tigers”