I am most definitely still learning to see, in all ways, and these past few weeks have been a sort of HOLY SH*T eye opener. Still are. We are certainly…
A stop in Salt Lake City provided some stunning views of the mountains—so different from the rural surroundings and hills of Joseph Smith’s birthplace in Vermont. The ice on Utah Lake,…
I don’t fly as often as I used to, thankfully, and yet, whenever possible, I still choose a window seat on the shady side of the plane with a clear,…
I can’t resist sharing a few more of these remarkable images, made yesterday on a Delta flight from Detroit to Burlington at about 20,000 feet!
Although I don’t fly as often as I used to—for which I am thankful—I still always enjoy sitting by a window and seeing the world go by 20,000 feet below.…
When I’m on an airplane, why would I ever pull down my window blind and watch bad TV on that little screen on the seat in front of me? Here…
Whenever possible, I sit by the window seat on flights. Sometimes dirty windows or wings mean photographs are impossible, but much of the time a whole new world is right there…
The poet Philip Levine died Saturday. Although I should have, I’d not known his work but since then have enjoyed reading some of it and listening to recordings of him…
Still Learning To See 