It was a windy day, the clouds racing across the sky in a kaleidoscope of greys with the occasional small puffy white cloud scurrying along beside them.
Without power it'd be a long fall, but another gust of wind gave the machine no choice. Away; rotors spinning crazily as it fell towards the ground, the wind pushing and playing with it as it fell.
Almost down now, the wind howled in annoyance at the escape of its plaything as with scarcely a bump the rotors stopped and the machine came to rest on the ground.
The sycamore seed had landed.
Without power it'd be a long fall, but another gust of wind gave the machine no choice. Away; rotors spinning crazily as it fell towards the ground, the wind pushing and playing with it as it fell.
Almost down now, the wind howled in annoyance at the escape of its plaything as with scarcely a bump the rotors stopped and the machine came to rest on the ground.
The sycamore seed had landed.
Cool!
Date: 2002-05-20 06:51 am (UTC)Re: Cool!
Date: 2002-05-20 07:28 am (UTC)