Saturday, June 11, 2011

God Bless the Flyer

These days I have more time to myself, Trooper off on his new role standing guard as dark falls each night. I pack two meals, coolers full of chilly snacks to ease the heat of the duty. Alone, my thoughts turn eastward to the quiet of a ranch and just the songs in my head for company. But there's no going alone - rules and wise ones, true. So it's home and hiding in the shade.

Except that today my mind turns to the sky. No rain, none pending, and the ground cracking underfoot. Anything for a prominence and a breeze. Wings or no...

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