Nothing Normal

Flying new possibility am I too old choose road that passes tiny airport private hangars hobbyists sail down low over road choose land on grass I like to stop watch taxiing takeoffs last week spotted ultralights turned around on gravel lot beside school lurked smiled got out looked talked guy brought card car wait warmer crazy February weather here cold nights days sunny warm regrettably no rain complain enjoy anomaly nothing normal by spring it will be summer dreams forgotten pieces of life lost more interesting than found four boundless states notably equanimity St. John's wort missed I was grumpy anyway not now glazed with weaving website my life in art exposed I will tell you when to look