Photo taken by contributor Jim, a man from Texas who has struggled with depression for much of his life.
About this photo: “We watched them graze like cattle. Once they left the earth they left their awkwardness behind. They moved with such grace in the air. It was nothing but grace.
It never ceases to amaze me how a new happening becomes imprinted on the soul. I was not at all prepared when they turned and in mass headed my way, twenty feet off the ground. Directly over me. For just the time of one shortened breath I felt the brush of the soft stir of air as it flowed over and under their wings and through me.
One of those fleeting moments in life that leaves you with no way to replace the feeling of the moment into words. It became like the smell of a freshly washed baby. A smell you will always remember with that part of your heart that stores such things away for your use only.”
Find more from Jim at his blog.