I stepped out of the building and took about 13 steps. Something stopped me and told me to look up. Through the humid air, I looked toward a patch of blue sky. It
was splattered with the white wings of birds. They were flying high,
although the variation in size told me they were at different heights. I
first took in the sight of pristine white gliding over a field of blue,
the beauty of the two colors multiplying the effect of…
Added by Vernon Windsor on August 19, 2010 at 3:09pm — 1 Comment
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