[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
Showing posts with label Flight. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 4, 2015
Mount Spotting
Soon after taking off from Milan the spectacle of the Alps presents before the passengers. As an amateur photographer I take care to choose my seat in the best possible position to let me look outside and take some pictures. On a clear sky day the best possible activity you can do is pressing your forehead on the window glass and play a "spot the mountain" game. It's better than any page of geographical atlas.
The one on the bottom, below, is the Sassolungo group (Saslonch in Ladin dialect), close to Val Gardena, in the Italian South Tyrol.
(Made and sent from my mobile.)
Monday, June 29, 2015
Ready to take off
Malpensa Airport, standing on the long escalator that leads to the boarding gates the whole crew of an intercontinental flight line up as a military platoon. Thank God I've got my "portable" cam with me.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
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