12 December 2009

Born To Play...

And THIS, Folks, Is What I'm Talking About!!!


Freedom.
Boundaries non-existent, save for the razor's edge 'twixt life and Over There.
And the perspicacity and physical prowess, nae matter number summers alive, to be the one who says "[They] exist here, for me. 'Till I move them, sure..."

And the gut to MEAN IT.

Slainte, folk.

Cygnus

5 comments:

Kyddryn said...

Balance, strength, and a bit o' madness...yep...that's about right...

SHade and Sweetwater,
K (who has the madness, anyway)

Sylvia said...

Absolutely amazing. The touch of freedom indeed. Young birds learning to fly!

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

That I am, Lady Sylvia!

Thanks for the visit!

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

yey lookie, everyone! a new visiter here!

Hi, Kydd... umn, wait...

;D

Kyddryn said...

Silly Swan. :-)

Shade and Sweetwater,
K