Timelapse da tarde de sábado do FIPA 2013.
Como é fácil identificar-me com esta descrição sobre voar papagaios!
Sometimes you see a kite so high, so wise it almost knows the wind. It travels, then chooses to land in one spot and no other and no matter how you yank, run this way or that, it will simply break its cord, seek its resting place and bring you, blood-mouthed, running
(em “Something wicked this way comes”, de Ray Bradbury.)