The snowpack on the Rocky Mountains is sparse.
If it weren’t for the clouds, I might have seen Dundee, Scotland. The map on the plane said Dundee was below us at that point.
The mainland. I believe we were starting to fly over the Netherlands.
Restaurant at the castle in Landstuhl
The neighbor’s chickens
Atlas
A tat of a cat named Atlas
Cranes are on display
Jet flies under crescent moon
Dragon licks its toes
Dawn
Squadron
A Radio Shack TRS-80 Micro Computer System. Released in 1977, it’s a true tech antique. It’s amazing it still works. I had fun doing a bit of Basic programming. TRS = Tandy Radio Shack, and 80 = Z80, referring to the Zilog Z80 8-bit microprocessor the computer is built with.
As days come and go
Camera sees dawn and dusk
Little in-between
Moonrise last night.
Dawn
The moon was still up, hanging in the clear sky at dawn.
Fly by
Candles sitting in for sunset.
Jet’s exhausted fuel
Rested over cookoo’s nest
One rests over me
Jet fuel residue
Pierce clouds into yawning void
Begs eternity
Simple was the dawn
Trail cons clouds, moon wanes, leaf glows
Simple sunset was
Off Center & Not Even 