Tenerife: Christmas On The Canary Islands

I love sitting by the window in airplanes. Why? Well there’s often so much to see! I’ve watched the moon rise over a rolling sea of clouds, I’ve seen stars shed miles of atmosphere and sprawling cities blend into a lake of light. I’ve passed over frozen exhaust trails from long-gone jets—a series of floating roads in the sky—and marveled over massive mountain ranges scaring the earth’s surface.

This time I found myself entranced by the mountain dominating a harsh cloud-island. It invoked thoughts of Mount Olympus, home of the Greek gods. At first only a smudge revealed any sign of its presence. Then as the plane closed in to land the mountain loomed out of the haze. “Welcome to Tenerife,” boomed Mount Teide, from under its snow-capped crown.

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Flying Around The County of Newell, Alberta

The first thing I saw was blue sky. A serene, baby blue. A sky only seen in summer with fluffy cumulous clouds lazily drifting by like bundles of floating cotton-candy. My stomach slouched as I felt the wheels rise off the ground. My heart skipped around in my chest as though it were tired of the secondhand images from my eyes. My eyes meanwhile ignored the clamouring of my heart and peered earnestly ahead searching for the horizon.

Then the nose of the small Cessna 180 dipped down and my stale static perspective of my home for 18 steady years and two summers found itself chucked out the door.

After snatches of discussion with Terry Wagner, the pilot and my guide for the morning, all sounds dwindled away except for the buzzing of the turbine beyond the cushion of my headphones. I found myself lost in the geometry of the land. I’m not usually interested in landscapes, but the patchwork of crops, perfect spheres from ever circling pivots and roads that went on forever caught me in their snare. I was enthralled by the mundane and entranced by objects I wouldn’t have given a second thought on the ground.

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