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To be flying solo in the clouds … nothing really is as comparable and delicious as this magical experience. I crave to get current, both as a pilot and skydiver, to touch the face of God and live.
To be flying solo in the clouds … nothing really is as comparable and delicious as this magical experience. I crave to get current, both as a pilot and skydiver, to touch the face of God and live.
I awoke bright and early, wanting to capture the first glimpses of a sunrise, sun peaking above the ocean horizon. Fisherman waited patiently hoping to catch some tasty delights. A walk south along the beach filled my morning, discovery upon discovery stirring the awe-struck photographer within me. Exotic flowers filled my nostrils with glorious scent,…
I love going to a Farmer’s Market, especially in the height of seasonal goodness! Every Friday morning in Port Colborne, when in town, I’ve been diligent about cruising the fresh produce stands of the local community farmers, recycled bags at hand, ready to reel in my healthy purchases. And everywhere I look, glorious colours vie for attention,…
It’s been a while since feeling this excited at wanting to pounce out of bed and start my day (our wedding day and Skydiving in to the Blue Hole were both similar in depth and sentiment). An incredible surge of emotion welled within me from the time I opened my eyes … exaggerated and self-indulgent feelings…
What started out as beautiful weather on waking resulted in an intermittent flux of rain throughout the day. But once the winds moved in, many of the clouds moved out, much to the appreciation of the anxious grounded skydivers and awaiting tandem customers. Didn’t really matter too much to me … slaDE and I had…