Soaring

Oh how I wish I could soar sometimes. I sat and watched the birds the other day in Fionnphort (after missing my ferry because of road works - grr!) and pondered on what life would be like if I could soar. I could look down on the Abbey and get perspective, see how small a place it really is, see the people around it, watch the waves crash in around it... I could take myself out of the picture and watch it from afar... Maybe I should try.