From the air
I love to take pictures out of the plane window as I fly across the country, and some of the things I shot going from Phoenix to Boston I didn’t identify until I got back home and looked at the pictures. The landscape is so dramatic out west, brazenly beautiful.
Meteor Crater is east of Flagstaff.
When I can make out a road below, I find myself wondering who is travelling through this rugged terrain, so early in the morning, when it’s so cold.
I loved the look of the canyons in the sunrise, spreading out like cracks, and it wasn’t until I looked at the images later that I realized it was Canyon de Chelly (pronounced de-shay), a sacred place to the Navajos. We’ve taken several trips into the Canyon.
I took a closeup of Spider Rock, though I didn’t know it at the time. It’s a very sacred site. You can just make it out, a spire of rock just beyond the big plateau island.
Beyond that, mountains in New Mexico.
Another lovely shot.
Then the land flattened out and it looks really, really cold down there! Which is funny, coming from someone at 30,000 feet.
As we land at JFK, I shot New York, way out through the haze.
It’s fascinating to watch the terrain change from one side of the country to the other.