
The Challenge for the December will be Boxed In.
By Isabelle Utovac I wanted to use my white chalk for some time. I didn’t know what to draw until I thought about a wing. This was done pretty quickly, about 30 minutes or so, (and maybe it shows!).

Flight of peace
briefly a wing flutters and passes over the land
then disappears into the heavens
just enough to keep us wondering
and letting us understand
regardless of the thundering
white and pure
steady and sure
a night of peace
a flight of fancy that will not cease
until settling on the earth
By Milo Smith A collection of flying beasts. #1 through 3 are Northern Gannets flying around in a gale at Cape St. Mary’s Newfoundland. They were just enjoying cavorting in the wind.



#4 is in Island Park: a dragonfly just landing on a piece of vegetation.

#5, also in Island Park, is probably a female Widow Skimmer flying solo to Mill Pond to lay her eggs. Not well focused but they are hard to catch on the wing.

#6 is a Giant Swallowtail about to land on Bergamot in Edwina Billyk’s garden on Glen Roy road.

By Tina Whitman I was stumped on this one! But rummaging through my photos I found the perfect subject for “flight”. Of course, it was the usual tormenting of Georgia Peach.
Just happened to find feather wings in the closet. I call it FLAP YOUR WINGS.

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Great flights!
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Beautiful and sensitive poem. Great photos of winged things. I especially like the one of the Swallowtail on the Bergamot. And Fanciful Angel Peaches!
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