Jet trails

are on a journey to a loved one.. are seeking thrills in paradise. could be returning home to family.. or following oft-tread 'kaching' trails. each wisp has its own story.

contrails are one of the many new finds for me here. straight lines have rarely looked so beautiful, outside of a kandinsky.

some romance the skies in faith, and some dissolve hastily into the blue. some diffuse, while others obediently follow their drummer.

lines that are never eternal, and yet..

.. one leaves you with a memory, that has its own story.