Flight

Every bird that flies has the thread of the infinite in its claw.

~ Victor Hugo

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I love this photo. I had taken a photo of the bird earlier and I drove down the road. I turned around and drove back later and the bird was still there. Just as I took the photo, the bird took off. I got this photo.

It was the photo I had planned on. It wasn't the photo I expected. It was a surprise. It was better than what I thought I wanted.

I love it when things work out that way.

For me it's not so much about the unexpected, but about - I read this somewhere - the misexpected. It's like being wrong, but you get a prize for being wrong. Who doesn't love that?