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July 27th  2011    Tim Candler

    When you both get the shock, she doesn't have to wait for a prevailing breeze like an Albatross, or paddle along like a Goose or Booby.  She's in the air, just like that.  Then she glides, and you think, "I wish I could do that."  


     But I have to think flying is her least favorite thing to do.  The effort and number of feathers devoted to it. And there she is coming in to land and she says to herself, "Please, please don't let me hit a tree." 

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