John & Anne Wiley

2013/12/10

Night Lights

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Inner World,Nature,SB Region — John @ 10:34

It’s been a while since we’ve flown the SB night lights, so we set off at sunset and toured the coast to Carp waiting for dark. The cloud show was typically fabulous for this time of year.

6546 Sunset Glory

6546 Sunset Glory

Soon it was dark enough to set off city lights against the fading glow over the mountains. If you click to see the larger version of this pic, you can make out the half dozen or so boats in the Harbor left over from the Parade Of Lights. We saw some seasonal lights too, and I’ve submitted pix of those to Edhat that might show up there Tuesday.

6702 Harbor & State

6702 Harbor & State

After an hour or so of savoring the light show, the airport lights were also colorful of course. But for aviators, the lights of an airport at night color the heart with a warm and welcoming glow.

2013/12/06

Shadows

Filed under: Flying,Happiness,Has Photos,Inner World,People,Random,Relationships,SB Region — John @ 08:53

At the end of a recent flight as we taxied back to Tripp’s parking spot, I was captivated by our shadow.

6372 Tripp Shadow

6372 Tripp Shadow

Looking at it now gets me pondering shadows back into the past. Not just other flights earlier this year when our shadow passed across other people very involved in the different things they were doing, and only a rare few even notice our shadow crossing theirs.

3252 Shadows Crossing

3252 Shadows Crossing

My mind wandered back to childhood when my shadow was first so fascinating, and it crossed paths with the shadow of my departed Dad who also loved to fly. I’m often aware of the shadow his flying lessons cast forward across the decades, increasing my resolve to learn.

50 Past Shadows

50 Past Shadows

Even further back, before I was born my grandfather’s shadow as an aviator often passed across the landscape as mine now does.

36 Grandfather's Shadow

36 Grandfather’s Shadow

As they are cast from yesterday to today and out across tomorrow, how are the people and places our shadows touch, affected by our passing?

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