skyward
Thalia stands on chair and flaps her arms. “Ohhhh-kaaaaaeeee! Blow on me with ahhhh-ll yo-rrrre might!”
Nią peers over her readers.
Calliope huffs, puffs, and waves her hands back and forth. “Go!”
I fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.
~Henry Ford
A note from LoveLetterist:
Over the weekend I cam across a poem that made me think... and smile.
You might like it, too?
There are two kinds of people on earth today,
Just two kinds of people, no more, I say.
Not the good and the bad, for 'tis well understood
That the good are half-bad and the bad are half-good.
No! The two kinds of people on earth I mean
Are the people who lift and the people who lean.
What's interesting to me is... We can only really know... ourselves.
First, I took tremendous joy from re-reading Chapter 17! Jack’s daily contributions to your state of mind and spirit are priceless. As an artist you could buy a buzzy engraving tool and some blank medallions to inscribe and gift others. A bit beyond simple nicking perhaps. Author’s consent seems a good first step. Otherwise what would you do with the engraver? Imitate bees?
Second, I got a screenshot of your bookmark (pretty sure that was from a teaberry plant) to ask Siri for her opinion. She had a mental collapse. Nothing close to any plant. Instead, recipes! The one for “spicy catsup” was my favorite. She mustn’t get out much...
The flying theme was very cool! Is Tal okay? I wondered what Antoine de Saint-Exupery would have done with a wing suit on the Pyrenees? 🤭
Cal’s diligent efforts to create wind for Tal’s take off demonstrates her ability to be a team player. All for one and one for all!
This is the day that the Lord hath made. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad in it!