Charlotte - San Francisco
Looking out the window on the plane heading to San Francisco. The sky is red with mountains in the distance with patches of snow. The earth is cut in gorges where a river runs. It is winter...no sign of green, only red, brown & white.
The mountains are chiseled & cold where our mountains in Virginia seem so soft and gentle. I look for houses along the river bank but see none. But at this height could I?
I am in awe at Gods creation...the quilt of a landscape. I want to capture it. I want to create a real quilt out of what I see, but I know I could never do it justice.
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