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A rather obvious trail of thought between the previous post and this. Grass. Farm machinery. Yada, yada, yada. Took them last year outside a knitwear factory I was visiting in Italy_

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The blue shirt I bought yesterday has got me feeling, well, blue. I love flying – one of my favourite things. It brings out the seven year old in me who saw the clouds from above for the first time and decided he wanted to be a pilot when he grew up. Well things have changed quite a bit since then but my love of flying hasn’t. I fly quite regularly and always have my camera at hand, photographing the shapeshifting clouds and smoke trails left by other planes. Anyway, messed around with a few of said photos. Ah, all that blue…


It was the night flight from Houston. Almost perfect visibility. You could see the lights from all the little Texas towns far below. And I was sitting next to a fifty-year old woman who had never been on a plane before. And her son had sent her a ticket and said:
“Mom, you’ve raised ten kids; it’s time you got on a plane.”

And she was sitting in a window seat staring out and she kept talking about the Big Dipper and that Little Dipper and pointing; and suddenly I realized that she thought we were in outer space looking down at the stars. And I said:

” You know, I think those lights down there are the lights from little towns.”

Laurie Anderson_The Night Flight From Houston