You have to really want to travel by air if you live up in the mountains as I do.
Allowing 3 hours for drive-time to Atlanta’s Hartsfield-Jackson airport meant a 5:30 am departure. SO dark the entire 110 miles.
After going through security, I set out on foot for Starbucks at Terminal C. It’s an educational and artsy walk.
Stone art from South Africa:
A tropical aviary installation:
And travel through the history of Atlanta:
At last – Starbucks! Me and MANY others await our orders.
Cross making the night before departure; inviting God in this creating activity as I prepared for travel.
Tied with Iceland yarn, a snippet from Beth’s knitting project.
Vine tendrils collected on a recent walk up the hill. Soaked in water to make flexible for winding together.
Soon to board. See you in the sky!