From the Air

The Green Mountains of Vermont, pretty reddish today.

I'm heading south again, this time to Washington, D.C.. Impeccable timing, wouldn't you say? Even the National Mall is closed...But the flight itself is making up for it. The first leg this morning, from Plattsburgh to Boston, was achingly beautiful, as we flew over my former home terrain: Vermont, the Connecticut River Valley, New Hampshire, and on to the Atlantic coast and Boston, where I'm now sitting in the airport.