flight school

 

the old rope swing

 

 

“You haven’t seen a tree until you’ve seen its shadow from the sky.

~ Ameilia Earhart

recollection

 

“Your memory is a monster; you forget—it doesn’t. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you—and summons them to your recall with will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you!”

~ John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany

 

 

escaping the heat

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Summertime, oh, summertime, pattern of life indelible, the fade-proof lake, the woods unshatterable, the pasture with the sweetfern and the juniper forever and ever . . . the cottages with their innocent and tranquil design, their tiny docks with the flagpole and the American flag floating against the white clouds in the blue sky, the little paths over the roots of the trees leading from camp to camp. This was the American family at play, escaping the city heat.”
― E.B. White

somedays

 

 

 

Somedays I am the Flowers,
Somedays I am the Rain

~ pavana