There’s something magical about watching one of these paragliders, or maybe paramotors, as they come so close to avian behavior. It’s a wonderful thing to watch. Last evening, when these photos were made, our prairie skies were singing an especially good song. During the few minutes I observed this young man, it got very quiet. After landing, he explained it was so because he’d turn off the engine. And just glide. How incredible is that? I’d planned to do something else, but plans changed. For the better.