I am small. I am wee. I mean, I am a pretty short chica. So I often get a different perspective on things from my 5/foot 4/inches of space. Looking up is fun.

From my POV, a regular 'ol telephone pole becomes a ladder into the blue. And beanstalks? I don't need no stainking beanstalks! A nice tall tree will work just as well for access to that giants house. Or sometimes I use shadow to make myself into a psuedo shadowgiant. Watch out, Jolly Green!

And electrical tower-thingys are always fun. .. as above... so below (or, um, inside).

Last but not least.. before you die, you see THIS PHOTO! Bwa ha. Bwahaha. BWAHA HAHA AHA HAA!! (whispers... seeeeven dayssss) Actually, that was shot from the inside of an ancient, very tall & veryvery narrow old urban-legenday furnace that I crawled my wee wickle arse into because I'm weird like that (and you can learn more about this strange furnace and it's weird surroundings on the page I devoted to it on my website: http://www.lostdestinations.com/clinton.htm ...if interested!)

And that is the long and (really) short of it. Heh.