Sunday, June 12, 2011
Dawn clouds and Jet trails- Sunday June 13
A warm, humid morning here in Nashville. These photos were taken from the Harpeth River Greenway. I think jet trails can be as beautiful as clouds. And as evocative. They speak of journeys and leavings and returns. And then they fade to common day, until the evening when they return bringing us home or taking us to places we have never been. Thoreau would have hated jets, but I believe he would have stood in wonder, baffled by mystery of their passing.