Is Flying for the Birds?

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Spring has finally arrived. Finally arrived. Finally arrived. It is quite different in Toronto where Spring is in Spring while in Victoria Spring is in Late February and March.
In any case, I am happy to once again be writing in the great outdoors. I looked up from my keyboard moment ago and a small group of birds (cormorants, I think) flew by.



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t then struck me that after a year travelling the globe with over fifteen flights that ended this very day (May 20th in 2017) we have not been on a plane in the last twelve months.
Were we weary of travel? Yes. I actually think we were mostly tired of the headache of flying.
Watching the birds fly free and freely dredged up memories of long security lines, narrow seats, so-so meals.
Now, with a far more open schedule, I could imagine taking a short flight to NYC and hop on a cruise ship to Southampton to get to Europe. It is literally turning the clock...OK, calendar, back one hundred years.
Just to the right of the birds sits Toronto’s Billy Bishop Airport. it is a fifteen minute walk from our home and a ninety minute flight. Nice.
The birds still have us beat. No luggage. No passport (yet). No droning safety announcement.
Hmm, a second look at Lake Ontario shows hundreds of the birds flying around the airport.
OK, time for a rethink.