When I was flying into Wichita Sunday night, I decided I should appreciate the sight from the plane. So, I snapped some pix out the window as we were making our descent.
For people who’ve never flown into an area like Wichita, it may seem very odd to not see city sprawl in all directions.
The patchwork fields reminded me of flying into London the first time years ago. It was May and the canola was blooming so there were these beautiful patches of bright yellow. It was gorgeous.