Lela Brevard

Daddy's Love.

Daddy’s Little Black Book As the plane descended from 30,000 feet (about the height of Mount Everest) and the clouds looked like giant balls of cotton, I watched as the land below had perfectly measured squares. Objects appeared as busy ants working to store food but the closer the plane got to the ground the more life-sized everything became. The hustle and bustle of the travelers and busyness of the city were all too familiar.