the view from my window

The sun was rising as we left this morning on an almost empty plane.

As the day brightened, this is what I saw out the window.

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Then, for quite a while there was a grey/white blanket below, until:

Doesn't this look like frost on a window does early in the morning?

I love the way rivers wander.

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Then, more grey-white blanket outside for awhile.

And then the patchwork appeared. 

and the contours

and the 'ferns.'

And this, just as we started to descend--surrounded by miles of open fields.

Is anything more beautiful than nature?

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Well, maybe.  

This is my grandbaby.  Isn't she dear?