The Aerial Horizon

Now that summer weather is becoming a normal aspect of winter flying, I’m taking the opportunity to look back on warmer times…  A moment caught in the midst of a field of growing storms in the midwestern United States…Light streams through the rapidly rising columns of water vapor and paints the sky in vertical stripes of shadow; where it touches the ground, it sticks to the surface and renders false sunsets trapped in water borne reflections. These pools of heaven are the embodiment of hope along the dark edges of the storm.