Bliss

I heard a cry on high as I parked on the roof at work. Glancing up I saw two crows cartwheeling, freewheeling, locking claws and spiralling like a propellor high above me. What a magnificent display of flying excellence! Buzzing around above and below them was a drongo, divebombing and harrassing them, cheeky little blighter.Continue reading “Bliss”

High as a Kite (if you want to . . )

Faster than light (if you want to . . ) – Moody Blues “Best Way To Travel” I’ve always wanted to fly. Who hasn’t? But I dislike noise, so while my first flight in a light aeroplane (I think with an Odendaal or a Wessels piloting it?) was great, and my first flight across theContinue reading “High as a Kite (if you want to . . )”