Dearly Beloved
Time passed lazily as the sun began to hide behind the mountains.
People occupied the hills nearby, close to the forest, where the leaves displayed a spectacular variety of colors. They danced with the wind, waving goodbye to everyone who left.
Some leaves fell from time to time, only to be carried away through the hills, deftly dodging the small hands of the kids trying to catch them. Laughter filled the air, filling the silent afternoon, occasionally accompanied by the sounds of the whispering wind and rustling leaves.
Near a tree, on the highest hill around, a couple sat on a green silky sheet, far from other sounds. They were there for hours, they hadn't spoken a single word in three hours. They played with a ball she brought, they gave each other food, observed and touched the foliage and even did some tricks with it... all without a word.
He sat with his back to the sun, contemplating her. Admiring every smile, how her lips stretched to a thin pink symmetric shape. The sun reflected off her eyes, changing them to a lighter color which changed within minutes as the sun got closer to the horizon. He lied on his side, one hand holding his head, and the other caressing her left hand.
She leaned against the tree, and stared downhill towards the forest, uninterested in all human activity far from her, noticing every color of the leaves, the constantly changing color of the sun, and the wind in her hair. The wind played with her hair, parting it sideways around the tree, and it felt good on her skin.
For almost an hour they stayed like this, silent, just relaxing, smiling. He felt a muscle shift quickly in her hand, which brought his focus back to reality, his eyes scanned her face, the smile still there, her eyes still fixed on the horizon, but a single solitary tear escaped her right eye. He calmly set up, took the tear from her cheek with the free hand.
He then sat by her side, supported by the tree, and holding her hand, fingers intertwined. All she did was a soft comfortable blink, kept looking to the end of the valley, and tilted her head to rest upon his shoulder.
They waited like that until night fell, and silent filled the absence of others.

Between clouds and lights.
It had been a while since I took a plane. With this recent trip to Las Vegas I think I had enough plane for some time. But the first time as an adult I had some interesting sights while airborne.
Clouds do form the most interesting shapes, but it's not about the shapes... it's interesting when you wake up, the first part of the morning, and the sun light just brightens all the clouds. You peek outside the window, an endless ocean of puff of clouds each one like the next, all pure white. Some time latter the empty sky gave way to the endless ocean. I've seen many cloud formation very pretty while in the sky. Only when coming back home that the clouds just seemed like a continuous stream of smoke.
Most interesting was to travel by night close to the ground. There are just the mos amazing light formations in the cities.
When you notice that block with lights in patterns it is just amazing. There were blocks close to home that I didn't imagine had lights so symmetrical. Funny to see different cities the way their main lights are distributed. Forms like crosses, squares and arcs were pretty common.
Being someone who deals with computers a lot, I couldn't help noticing that far from above the lights reminded me of mother boards. It was funny to enjoy the lights.
I missed traveling a lot. I think I missed more the change of pace. Seeing another country, living a different life style for a few weeks. I'm glad to be back in many ways. And now I know there are some amazing sights right of the takeoff.