…and a bus. Flying over Summerland on a warm evening, I liked how the parked bright yellow work train contrasted with the Amtrak rushing by. Reminds me of the old movie with Steve Martin and John Candy that was a family favorite when it first came out.
A trainman standing to watch Amtrak pass. People on the beach watching the sunset. As I watch all the movement and stillness below I think about how we are moving in a different plane. No schedule, no destination, just the joy of flying. Seeing the world anew.
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