"Round...

...like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel."

On a small plane again today, this time returning to the land of windmills, both literal and those in my mind.

Is it not strange how things are circular, cyclical? Years pass and yet time stands still. Months go by and you find yourself in the same place. Days, hours, minutes...
Then all of a sudden one moment changes everything...and then you find yourself on a new track, a new cycle...and just like the helter-skelter of fairgrounds of years gone by, the squeal of excitement can not be held back.