From up in the air: I present you wood chips in motion

I am up at 35,000 feet in the air flying to the land down under.  Everything is a bit topsy turvy and I am a bit discombobulated. While road tripping the deep south of the United States I came across a guy in his machine tossing wood chips up in the air. It was a spectacular moment to capture.

It is all up in the air. That is how I feel these days. What will come of the little pieces when they finish raining down on to the field?  Just lie there? Be picked up? Be sorted into a grand new puzzle?  Life is adventure. Ride it all the way forward.