From my window

The flight from Baltimore to Tampa was uneventful – just how I ilke
them.

Over the years, I have gotten a little better about pushing obsessive
thoughts about flying out of my mind. Instead of what can go wrong, I
look for something beautiful.

Tonight it was the sunset. The actual sun was hidden by this massive
cloud. Just before, we passed through some weather, my neighbor
pointed out a rainbow, sans bow. It was a tall straight prism of
color, which we passed before I could take a picture.

Our flight is delayed, but I checked out “Floor Sample,” Julia
Cameron’s memoir from the library. I am currently racing through it.
The perfect read for a delayed lay-over.

Okay, time for me to line up.