Leavin' on a Jet Plane...

 

 Nearly 3 weeks ago I was taking off on a long-awaited trip to Santa Fe. This trip was a dream shared and made possible by my good friend, J. Why Santa Fe? Because New Mexico was Georgia O'Keefe's adopted home and it is an artist's haven. Truly.

I had the best intentions to come right home and start writing about my trip...but as often happens with "best intentions", life took over. I was thrown right into final holiday preparations.

So with the holiday past, I thought I would take a few days to write about my trip and share a few photos. I am also planning to create a little trip journal with watercolor sketches...I hope to share that as I work on it.

So back to the trip, which began December 9th:

To start with, I love flying. This was only the fourth trip in my lifetime (50+ years) that involved flying. I'm almost embarrassed to admit that, but life hasn't presented me with many opportunities or the $$ to travel on a regular basis. So every time I get to fly, I am giddy with excitement. Like a kid in a toy store with unlimited $$ to spend. I don't think flying will ever get "old" for me. It is an adventure. A thrill. I love take-off--feeling the plane leave the earth. And once we are in the air, I can't take my head out of the window. (This is why I always want a window seat and always want to fly during the day).

This time I decided to take some pictures while up in the air:

I fell in love with these circles!

When I look down at the ground and witness the changing geography from the air, I see paintings. Since it was winter, the ground below was predominantly shades of gray and white. I would love to see this landscape changes in the summer!

 I do believe these images will be involved in paintings someday!

 

The landscape changed as we approached the Southwest. We were almost ready to land in Albuquerque!

 I will write about my week in Santa Fe in upcoming posts, but I'll wrap this one up with images from the trip home:

Goodbye Southwest!

 Our trip home was later in the day and it was dark as we landed. But I got some great shots flying through the clouds and of the sunset we were flying away from--

 

 I took about 50 pics as we flew...which made me feel like a bit of a dork...but in retrospect, I wish I had taken more. Who knows when I will fly again?

Up next: Discovery of Canyon Road Galleries