| Text, photos, and source code © Merry L. Morris |
No one hated the Zooballoon more than I did. To me, it was an ever-present symbol of all that was going wrong at the Zoo. Hovering over the Zoo, it reminded me that the Zoo was changing, and I didn't want it to change because I loved it the way it was.
Fortunately, I finally found a way to make myself not only accept what I used to call "that horrible balloon", but to actually like it.
But, even when I hated the Zooballoon, I liked this one photo I took of it. There was something sort of ethereal about the scene. The Balloon was hovering just a few feet above ground behind the Zoo Gift Shop, waiting for passengers to board it on a day with a cloudy sky color that exactly matched the color of the Balloon.
Out with the old! |
In with the new! |