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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This is my grandbaby. Isn't she dear?