Most days, this is what I see when I glance up from working. Of course there are no birds in this shot–figures. They’re surprisingly hard to capture while wheeling and dancing in the air.
The hawks surfing in warm up drafts pushed off the hot asphalt are even harder to catch. The great flocks of white sea birds with their picture-perfect arched wings even harder still.
Generally they all just end up looking like dust. Or blurs. Some day. Some day I will catch one of the flocks of birds that wraps their flight path around my corner of the building. But not today. Today I have blue skies with a light scud of clouds.
Gastography 