A Flight of Dreams

At the back of the flying mini-bus

The Earth, as so beautifully reflected in the Moon...

 A township in the darkness far below

A baseball pitch in Richmond, Nelson. The light of an aluminium bat twinkles under the halogen flood-lights and crisp evening star-light

If we had landed precisely where we began I would have been happy. On a pilgrimage to the skies, I had not prayed, but dreamed.