WEEK 6: dead man vs Pharaohs army 5-2 PA WINS

[dead man]

hey

[Pharaohs Army]

checking in
gl

[Pharaohs Army]

Air. Wispy clouds. Red and blue sky.
Big boulders. Balloons take flight. At least 25. Burners above the baskets.
Camera. “Can you take a picture?”
“Did you even have to ask it?”
Energy. An active skyline. “Look at that one over there.”
Floating, filled with hot air.
Girl with blond hair. Janet. Uncle getting a good shot. THAT depends on the camera lens.
Higher and higher until the journey ends.
Inevitably, they will all land. Hobbyists high above the earth.
Jury’s still out on which balloon will land first.
Knapsack. On Uncle Tim’s back. Full of the day’s supplies.
Lighter than the air outside of a balloon, is the heated inside.
Mossy rocks dot the landscape. Tim’s mind off the messy divorce.
Niece Janet has heard the story before. “Couldn’t get along”. But she still likes her Aunt.
Over the horizon some of the balloons disappear. Tim rocks a fedora hat.
Pictures are worth a thousand words so he takes another.
Quite a spectacle. Every balloon is a different color.
Rising higher. None have begun their descent.
Special days like these are hard to come by. Janet feels bad for her Uncle. She knows how hard it can get.
Time is waning. Dusk approaching.
Uncle Tim puts the camera down. As for his soon-to-be ex, he long ago stopped hoping.
Very trying times, but he’s coping.
When she’s hungry enough Janet will ask for a snack.
Xanthic colored balloon is still the closest. They watch its tack.
Yearly occurrence. Of course next year they’ll be coming back.
“Zoo is next.” - “Sounds like a plan.”