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."