on the runway



Headed home again, after a weekend away. I love the quiet time for thinking and reading and writing before and during plane trips. Tonight I studied my computer programming book for a while (I want to learn the language Processing, so I have a book I'm working through this winter and spring), then knit while listening to music, then wrote notes on a project idea which came to me while knitting, and then got out my sketchbook and drew the view from my window seat. We weren't held too long on the ground; I added washes of color after we were aloft.


that is so cool! What a wonderful feel for travel. . . . it renews my excitement for the trip I'm taking this Sunday (which had descended into a dread of the crowded cramp and dirt and horrible waiting around I've started to come to expect).

Thanks for picking my expectations up out of the gutter.

Only an overworked artist, over-talked sister, and a free-at-last mother could instill such reflective pleasure in drawing and text. The gods willing, I am off to Berlin for the weekend, and I am already planning the time spent in the train exactly as you described.

Safe travels to you both - and enjoy the magic and freedom of that space in between places!



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