I don't always fly, but when I do I try to take photos. The first time I went up in a plane at age six, I was entranced by the thick clouds when we rose above them. I thought it was snow at first. Clouds continue to fascinate me, and this photo is mostly about clouds. I like the sense of scale shown by the similar cloud shapes as they recede into the distance. The empty spot in the middle, showing some of the Arizona landscape, keeps the scene from being just about clouds.
