The sky above...

We live in the flight path of RDU. Most might be annoyed by the noise level. Not me, though. I have, off and on, lived near an airport for the past 12 years.

When Dock and I were taking pictures of the house, a beautiful bird flew overhead.

Aside from playing in my yard, among the dirt, flowers and worms...this is my favorite part of living in my home. Watching the planes float above as if they are motionless and weightless - suspended in time for a second or two.

I do not believe in rubbish like poetry in motion. But this may be as close as it gets.