Take Off

It was dusk, and I couldn't help but imagine this ivy-clad tree taking off like a massive bird in flight. With a long beak pointed towards the sky, and its wings spread, I thought I heard it cawing in the wind.

SInce I was a child, I always loved playing games. One of my favorites was when my sister and I would lay on the dock at our lake house, and define the puffy white clouds that would float by on a summer's day.

It this tree were a cloud, I would have shouted "Pterodactyl!" It certainly looks like one to me.