Balloons did the trick, one attached to each arm, two more tied on to my swollen ankles,
and thanks to a stout wind I was on my way up. I tried to wave to the crowd below,
but the motion caused a disruption in the airflow and briefly I found myself wobbling
precariously. Acknowledging the accolades would have to wait until I mastered control.
Just another WordPress site
Ramblings of a retiree in France
Killer Fiction
Fun blogs about the wonderful world of books and learning!
Music and Storytelling
Besteesydian
A bit of this...A bit of that...bit of everything...come on in...
Life in a flash - a weekly writing blog
"South Dakota is a swinged cat, better than she looks."
Short essays about novels and other fictional works
By Ian Garrabrant
Home of Micropoetry, Literature, art and philosophy.
Just a fiction writer, trying to reach the world.
I'd curtsy but I'm drunk.
Movies, TV, music, Amarillo arts and whatever else I wanna write about
Full-time RV Travel with Carmen and Jim Beaubeaux
vulnerability at its finest
Ha!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I thought the picture was hilarious.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The picture made me smile!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I thought it was a hoot.
LikeLiked by 1 person