This world is so wide that, even if you flitted around and around it, you would never reach the end of it. This blog is a collage of more or less literary and humorous, outlandish or sometimes even serious glimpses at this great wide world.
I hope those jets were on different planes in the sky (geometric plane, that is): and in different times. You captured a beautiful blue . . . and the width!
Glory to the great wide blue ...
Indeed! The vast sky reminds me of how small home is!
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such differently wonderful ways of looking at the same things!
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Beautiful photo. Blue skies really are glorious.
ReplyDeleteWonderful sky, Leonard! And I love to see contrails...Beautiful phrase on glory! :D
ReplyDeleteSimple and beautiful, well done.
ReplyDeleteContrails are fascinating - Beautiful photo and thoughtful words!
ReplyDeleteI like it, a busy day in the sky, that was.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sky. Less IS more.
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Is that writing on the wall above
Of joyous days and of love?
Perhaps a gently blowing zephyr
Will place the words for us to decipher
And our fate then a little clearer will be read
And of the Future might there be a little less dread !
Thanks for your visit :)
I hope those jets were on different planes in the sky (geometric plane, that is): and in different times. You captured a beautiful blue . . . and the width!
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