I love blue skies....The deep blue with white streaks on them!! Streaks left by smoke from a passing jet plane. When skies are grey, I see nothing, nothing at all. So, when gorgeous skies like this appear, I love looking out the big windows from our home which give me uninterrupted views of the skies with the teeny tiny planes soaring high. The fact that we are an hour away from Frankfurt, which has one of the world's busiest airport means that you see planes in the thousands everyday.
These are shots from different windows in my home. A jet plane almost everywhere. A year ago, these planes would bring tears to my eyes. It was in one of them I came to this land. And it is one of them which will take me back. Now I think about the passengers in them. Are they leaving or coming home to their loved ones? Is there someone terrified or enjoying flying?
What is it about blue skies that you love??