Just Like Riding a Bike

I found myself flying between gorgeous rows of prairie grain edged by sweet smelling thistles. Flying! The wind blowing cool, tempering my sunned skin. I am sure I was going a hundred kilometres an hour! Buzzing along just above the surface of the earth---on my rocket ship! Okay---sometimes I exaggerate for the sake of story... Continue Reading →

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