then run back down and get my camera and run to the top again?
I looked all around, the view wasn't all that different -
I really couldn't see over the farrowing barn any better than before,
I could still see right into the compost pile, but the sun was pretty,
Chris was getting the pressure washer set up so I could wash yet another barn,
but I could make a great shadow and wave at myself and then I felt inspired to belt out one of my all time favorite songs - High On A Mountain Of Love by Charlie Pride - it made complete sense at the time and it made me smile!
It was a different perspective!