Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Beyond the Clouds

I think I've spent more time flying this past month than sleeping, though in a strange way, both are the same thing. 

Today the sun dipped below the horizon and colored the clouds buttermilk gold. I asked the pilot if he could stop for a bit and open his window so I could get a jar of clouds. He shook his head sadly and said no because we were on schedule and when you get off schedule, you disappear like Amelia, over the deep blue sea. He looked at the camera around my neck and asked if a picture was okay. Yes. A picture is okay. A picture is better than nothing. When I woke up, it was dark outside. I listened to my slow, even breath until the moon disappeared from my window.


  1. Beautiful! And a cloud in a jar sounds wonderfully magical<3

    1. I guess it was always one of my childhood ambitions - to capture clouds in a jar. I suppose the closest I ever got was stuffing cotton candy in one.

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    1. I dream about flying sparingly, but I agree. It feels so free.

  3. I love the pictures you took from the air! I never really get any, because I prefer aisle seats, haha. Flying is basically a necessity if you want to go anywhere, but to be hoenst I'm not particularly fond of it!

  4. Your pictures are very beautiful. =D

    Being a nature girl, I really love the maple leaf collage of a bigger maple leaf!



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