Friday, November 27, 2009

Gull catches wind

Catch wind.  

The gusts are brisk and swirling. Cold.  You have fine tuned your muscles to find stability in this.  Your feathers respond to every updraft, every downdraft.  You can catch wind and soar into the chilly sky.  It is the reason you were born, the reason you are here.  To tickle the sky's belly.

The photo is on the lakefront in Mandeville, LA.
--steve buser

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1 comment:

Louis la Vache said...

hmmm..... This shot reminds «Louis», unhappily he might add, of the vache à vol that dropped a bomb right on his head through the open sunroof of the Vachemobile.....