Pilot to Performer

Embracing the turbulence of the ride

I lay back in my front yard.

The smell of a fresh-cut lawn wafts over me, replacing wintery thoughts with the freshness of Spring, a season of new beginnings.

Cool grass tickles my ears as the light breeze invites individual blades to a graceful dance.

From my vantage point on terra firma, I see the sprout of an idea flying high above me, literally. Not a …