I like to do action posts on a Friday, to share the wonders in our country.
You will see some shots here of a modern bi-plane, and for security reasons I removed its insignia (6 shots).
We were sitting at a campus coffee house when I heard the sound of an approaching plane, and it didn't sound like normal. So, obviously I reached for my camera in the hope that I will get some good shots to show you. Talking about hope, my wife discovered a wonderful poem about hope. I think that the bi-plane reminded me of the war years when they were in operation, and this poem from over a hundred years ago made so much sense to me.
Hope is the thing with feathers.
"Hope" is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all
And sweetest in the gale is heard And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm
I've heard it in the chillest land And on the strongest sea Yet never in extremity It asked a crumb of me
Emily Dickinson (1891)
This was when I heard the plane approaching.
And yay! I thought that I would get only this one shot below of it.
But not so, as it gave us a great show.
There is a tiny black spot at the lower end of the photo, and that was when the plane started to appear.
Now here is a talking point. I wonder if the pilot of the plane also had a view like this below. I know that it looks like I was high up in the sky, but not as I took the shot from ground level.
Weirdly, today, I also read an historical article about a woman with a golden heart. Her name was also Emily, and her surname was Hobhouse. She helped the women in the concentration camps during the Anglo-Boer War, and after that she taught the women how to weave in order for them to get some funds to feed their families. She died in 1926, a hundred years ago. For the history buffs here on Hive, a google to see everything that Emily Hobhouse did might find it very interesting.
Not often that the sights of a bi-plane appear, and I have to confess that I always hope that when I leave the house that I would get something special to share on my blog. Not really a bad habit to walk around in hope, but it really works for me. Even on the days when I get nothing, I do not allow it to place any negativities into my mind, as I know that there are always next times. Such is life.
I hope you enjoyed the pictures and the story.
Photos and words by Zac Smith. No AI and Photoshop. All-Rights-Reserved.
Camera: Canon PowershotSX70HS Bridge camera.
Until next time. Shalom!
