Descent Into Tucson

I prefer a window or aisle seat–I got the middle chair. I watched the sky change into land as the plane began its descent into Tucson. I dismissed the scenes as boring but a second glance slapped my photographic eyes into action. The passenger next to me moved her head to the side so that I could take a small few photographs. Out of nine stills, five were selected (3 on this blog) and one is going in my book. Thank you kind passenger!