Monday, January 11, 2016


Airborne and westward bound, we chase sunset from above for one long moment out of time. We skim time zones, slipping past mountains and rivers, whisking over clouds and traffic jams and empty desert trails.

Fingers of darkness jockey with shifting streaks of colour for dominance over the late day sky, ever westward, ever earlier. The flamboyant shades of sunset a final defiance of day over the silence of the night.