Assisted Uplift

There we were, about to enter the restaurant, when I spied a tall beam. What the heck was it? Eminently photographible so friend Georgene and I walked over to scan the scene.

Nothing was up yet, but a large air conditioner was about to be hoisted somewhere.

Still no landing spot obvious.

Ah -- a big swing past the brick building to land further back.

Interesting: man's physical doings are far better photographic subjects than man's cerebral doings. Perhaps they're more valuable, too, than a lawyer's arguments, a senator's laws -- or my words. That may explain why I married an engineer -- a remarkable man who combined the abstract with a very practical approach to the physical world.