The Parachute
My dad and I are heading down to Pebble Beach to look for stuff in the rocks when we notice the largest parachute we’ve ever seen. It’s enormouse with a tiny little rattan seat attachment. There’s also several huge black birds in the sky circling the thing for a while, I figure they’re buzzards, waiting for the thing to crash and burn. The birds eventually go down to the beach and the parachute lands in a feild. I try to take as much silk as possible.














