Between Locations

I don't have luck with airports. Being Friday 13th can't help.

I found I was booked on the right day but wrong month. So instead of cutting it close I'm spending a very fuzzy sleep deprived day in Salt Lake City International 6:30 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. Then 2 p.m. until 7 p.m. in Phoenix International.

I took some pictures.

Airports are the only buildings that are never, ever, made to look retro. The best they can muster is "Mid - range contemporary Mall" - is that an architectural style? Phoenix is a fusion of 80's mall meets military bunker.

This was the flight I was supposed to be in - really.

Lavender Fairies

Magic is what once explained what we could not understand.

Why does frost appear on windows only on winter mornings? Magic.

We know so much now about ice crystals and other natural phenomenon. No room for magic.

But there is still some, an echo of magic.

Why do girls love horses? Magic.

Why are little girls inexorably drawn to fairies? Why do we look on, feeling a strange wistfulness stripped of our cynicism?

Magic.