Flowers and Hang Gliders

I took an abbreviated hike up Lookout Mountain this morning.  My goal for the hike was to give careful attention to my surroundings and especially enjoy the wildflowers, which will shortly be cooked to brown ash by the coming week's 90+ degree weather.

While ascending the mountain I chanced to look above me and beheld four hang gliders (by which versatile term I can refer either to the craft or the rider) wafting about on the morning breezes.

Here, by way of proof to the skeptical reader, I present the photographs documenting my careful attention.