A Room With A View
Some views from the sky. An old woman suffered for these photos when I dropped a piece of plastic on her trying to retrieve a lens. So appreciate them doubly. There were taken during a very extended dawn as we flew with the sunrise. It was one of those rare moments in life when Golden Hour actually lasted a solid hour.
I have a paralyzing fear of heights. The only way I can get myself into an airplane is if I tell my brain that it's for work. If it's a job, the fear goes away immediately and my brain focuses on the work.
Maybe that means that I hate myself in fundamental ways.