I've flown from Birmingham to Dallas more times than I can count, but the arrangement of clouds and sky is a landscape that is ever-differing. On a particular occasion it even sparked a poem; now I don't claim to be much of a poet, but it must have struck a chord, I suppose.
The Kingdom
It was a pillar of cloud
so magnanimous
as if to seem that its only purpose
was to dwarf
the other, smaller,
more sporadic clouds,
to lord over them
as a fief his serfs
And yet it was only
so much accumulated vapor
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| This is only a modest representation of the Thunderhead, that was the poem's inspiration |
On this particular trip, Anna and I went to visit my family for a few days during my Spring Break. And while in Dallas, there is one particular site I had in mind to see. Previously unbeknownst to me, there is an area of downtown called Thanksgiving Square; in that square, there is a chapel; and in that chapel is a really impressive stained glass window (or rather a series of windows), called the Glory Window. I ran across this while perusing Bill J Boyd's photography. So I had in mind to see it.
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| Panasonic LX3 |
And I was as impressed as I had hoped to be.
But that I wasn't all I was to be impressed by. While we were wandering about, and in honor of St. Patrick's Day, Anna set out trying to jump and click her heels like a leprechaun.
Her success is self-evident.
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