Today at d’Verse, De Jackson asked us to let the sky be the limit and use sky as our prompt. This is Quadrille Monday, so we are to make a poem of exactly 44 words.
Every year on the first weekend of November our local airport sponsors an air show called War Birds Over Monroe. We live nearby so we can see a lot of the sky maneuvers from our deck. These are a few of the loop-t-loops!
Along the banks of the James River, in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, we found this giant oak tree, standing seventy or more feet tall. It was obvious that over the years flood waters washed against the roots exposing them to the elements. The roots adapted by covering themselves with bark. But even more importantly, they embedded themselves between the layers of uplifted rock. As a result of these muscular roots, the tree has withstood the ravages of nature and still stands today!