You used to love paragliding, but now it just seems too much effort to find the right hill, not worth the risk to lay out the fragile canopy, it is all becoming a touch boring. The mere mention of flying used to fill you with adrenalin, one blurred image of a wing in a magazine would fill your mind with dreams of unlimited, glorious freedom. But now? Nothing new really happens, you launch, fly around, land, you’ve done it a hundred times before. Packing the glider away is just a hassle. Filling in a logbook? Nothing to report. A cold melancholy steals across your heart – where is the excitement? Where has the passion gone? Where is the magic of flying? Here are 10 ways to recharge your flying spirit.
No tags for this post.AS LONG AS I can remember, I’ve been fascinated by wild birds. I have to think it is their freedom of flight. Ah yes, to come and go wherever and whenever. Birds soaring in the wind, how grand that must be. I started feeding birds at age 10 and really began to garden for birds when I was 30 years old.
Things began to happen as my bird garden grew. Other wildlife besides birds began to make my yard part of their home. Not lions, tigers and bears, oh my, but squirrels, chipmunks and raccoons, bunnies and other furry creatures. I figure it goes with the territory and I have remedied most of that with baffles etc.