Thursday, December 18, 2014
The Squiggledy Line
OK, so I know there is no such word as "squiggledy." But I like the sound of it. It came to me at 33,000 feet when I looked down on this meandering river on our flight out to Los Angeles. This is, I believe, the Big Sioux River, which makes up the border of Iowa and South Dakota. I love that I can find so many beautiful abstractions when flying at the flight levels, which is why I always choose the window seat. Although I hate to have to disturb people when I want to get up and stretch on a long flight. These days, six hours is a long flight!
Posted by Ken Spencer at 10:59 PM