If I were a bird, and I give my assurance that I am not. I think it would be my favorite daily pastime to climb to a height where I could catch the thermals. Then I would stretch out my wings and force the wind to hold me aloft. I wouldn't get tired doing it. I guess, though, that the wind would probably tire of it.
Just imagine. The wind beneath my wings.
Just imagine. The wind beneath my wings.
--steve buser
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That's lovely to imagine. And just think of the view from up there!
I've always wished I could fly…
Beautiful capture, Steve. Thank you.
Incredibly beautiful. Wow.
Stunning image today Steve. Cheers!
I'm afraid I'm a landlubber. So while you're soaring overhead, I'll have my feet firmly planted on land, taking photos of you.
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