When I travel, I almost always sit on the aisle.  I value the legroom I can pilfer from the flight attendants and their band of rolling carts.  But, every so often I end up next to the window.  And, without fail, I spend the next hour, or 10 snapping shots of the cloud formations, or geography I see below.

Mt Hood

I’m simply fascinated by the way a totally familiar landmark can be transformed by the perspective of the aircraft.  And I’m held in awe.