Cottony

These friendly, puffy clouds stretched from Virginia all the way home today, carpeting the sky, making me feel a little less nervous about flying because it might, just might provide a soft cushion if we did run into airplane trouble.

I wondered if people who fly frequently, stop looking at the clouds, marveling at how soft they look, how it looks as if you could land on them when the descent begins...how unnervingly bumpy the ride gets when you enter the cloud layer.

When I have a window seat, I do stare out the entire way, either at the puffy clouds or through the holes at the patchwork quilted landscape far below.

It doesn't take a lot to entertain me, what can I say.