Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue

Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue

By the posture, bent legs, I knew he was taking off. I was ready, almost.

Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue

However, at the last second he leaned to his right in the complete wrong direction.

Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue

The wind was not working for him.

Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue

The breeze kept pushing him towards the bank and trees, and of course me.

Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue
Turned Right Into Me, Great Blue

He wasn’t new at this though. Totally ignoring me he came downward and turned quickly.

He actually wanted the trees over my head.

At that point all I could do was listen while he pulled at branches overhead to get the perfect stick.

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