Clouds somewhere between Minneapolis and Chicago. I only wish nobody had slobbered on the airplane windows. Oh well...fixed the really bad ones. Let me know what you think...
I really enjoy this picture. I've never seen clouds from that altitude before and it really does look you can walk on them. If only it wasn't so grainy near the top, GJ! :)
*~I feel myself going down. Again into this despair I trod. Trying to pull myself up again, before you came, failing everytime. But somehow you rescued me from the depths, and I stand proud to be your love~*
I hold it true that thoughts are things; They're endowed with bodies, breath and wings:
And that we send them forth to fill the world with good results, or ill.
That which we call our secret thought speeds forth to earth's remotest spot, leaving it's blessings or it's woes like tracks behind it as it goes.
We build our future, thought by thought for good or for ill, yet know it not.
Yet so the universe was wrought .
Thought is another name for fate.
Choose then thy destiny and wait, for Love brings Love and Hate brings Hate. - Henry Van Dyke.