After a wonderful few days break from traveling while I taught in Christchurch, it was up into the air for a short flight to Wellington, the southern tip of the North Island. I love flying – if I have a window seat. The south island is full of pastureland and hedgerows tucked pretty much everywhere that isn’t a straight up mountain or in the water.
And those mountains are pretty spectacular… Some of the youngest in the world as two continental plates push up against each other.
The world is absolutely stunning from the air. I see the most amazing patchwork when I’m up there.
Someday I’ll have time to create hundreds of beautiful quilts inspired by arial photography.
And taking photos next to a propeller makes for some interesting shadow imagery…
Now – if only I could fly like this….