The trick is to know when to stop flapping. Sometimes, you soar eloquently, and others, well - you just can't get off the ground. Then you need to reign in a bit, rest, reconsider and preen your flight feathers for another day, another try, in friendlier breezes. (The gals on the beach in Chatham, MA do Yoga every morning - I was always amazed that they could avert their eyes from the ocean and beach grasses whilst concentrating on their poses. A few days ago I watched this squirrel from my bedroom window. It was raining. I actuallly saw him close his eyes and nod off. Awwww.)
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We use that phrase here from time to time: stop flapping and start soaring.
Oh definitely! Soaring is good. But if you can't get a thermal or the head wind is just a little bruising . . well, perhaps a friendly branch and a little time out. :0)
That is exactly how I've spent my weekend. A most excellent picture. Did I mention I love your blog?
Thanks so much dmmgmfm and thanks for stopping by :0)
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