Good morning! It's 47 degrees with a bit of wind. Actually, we had gusts to 35 mph overnight, making the blinds flap and rattle like a live thing. The racket kept waking me up, and I'd have a single moment of semi-clarity each time regarding the need to close the window a bit to keep the blinds from banging into the window frame. And then the wind would stop for a moment, and I'd fall asleep again. I finally made the transition to 'vertical' around 3:30 and pulled the window nearly closed, taming the 'thing'.
Now the sun has been up for a couple of hours, adding more light to a night which was never completely dark. The wind is tossing the treetops as if there were a storm raging 100 feet off the ground - a windstorm that just doesn't reach the ground where we are, poor mortals, forever slaves to gravity.
It's days like this when my mind most often drifts back to the childhood dream of growing up to be Superman, flying high above mere humans, and gaining that new perspective that only altitude provides. It was that dream that led to my interest in aviation.
I still remember General Zod's stick-figure lady friend in Superman II, remarking in an oh-so-condescending way, "They need machines to fly." The little boy inside me curled his fists and shouted, "Oh, yeah? Well, I'm gonna be Superman when I grow up, and then I'll show YOU!"
The adult male housing that little boy sighed, stuffed down the memory once more, and watched the rest of the movie in resigned silence.
But on mornings like this... on wonderful, glorious mornings like this, I can be Superman again. The dream comes to life, if only in imagination.
And there, I'm soaring east across the Chugach Mountains ... looking at the peaks fading into the distance, and asking, "Why not?"
Why not?
5 comments:
Dreams... makes some days easier to deal with
I wasn't thinking about it in those terms, but again, why not? Wanting to fly away like a superhero certainly could be a form of escapism ... but in this case, I just want to fly!
So beautiful. Yes, there are days when it's all possible. :-)
Beautiful picture!
And hey, some day we may yet manage it. The crazy guys doing the mountain skimming in wingsuits are fairly close already.
Love your blog, by the way! Nice to virtually meet a local here. :)
-Jenny
Welcome, Jenny - nice to "meet" you, too. I know there are some amazing scientific developments coming down the pike, so you may be right.
Thanks for stopping by.
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