through the fence, on the tarmac

while driving on 109 a few weeks ago, i frantically yelled at my sister to pull the car over. because i loved the way the light was reflecting in all the fog, and the way it was backlighting the airplanes.

there was a time not too long ago that the sound of a low flying plane would scare me, but since moving last year so close to republic airport, the sound of a jet engine revving up and taking off or landing is really comforting.