Propeller Flight
I trotted out through the front gate and scampered down the sidewalk to the neighborhood park's stone terrace! Clustered along the wide, sun-warmed granite ledge was a dry drift of winged maple seeds. I couldn't resist a flight test! Scooping up a double-winged seed by its knobby center with both hands, I balanced right near the edge and tossed it high into the air. Whirr! The papery fin caught the breeze, twirling in a frantic, dizzy blur all the way down to the grass. I immediately grabbed three more, launching them one after another to watch my miniature propeller fleet spiral across the lawn!
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