Over the coming days I will write short pieces about a recent vacation my bride and I took with friends. There are many pictures, of course, so I will try to spread a few of them over several iterations, and include a bit of narrative with each for context.

When we flew out of Atlanta, I of course took a window seat on the plane, because, though now far from being a young man, I still stare out the windows like a child for reasons like this one–aurora over Atlanta. If this does not move one’s sense of aesthetic wonder, I don’t know there’s much I can do for you.

This was the genesis of the trip, the first flight of several, as we made our way from the South to the Pacific Northwest. We were in for a lot of sights, laughs, meals, and fellowship, and I see now why Jack London and others put pen to paper to try and express things that stir the soul with wonder.

Much, much more to come. Stay tuned.