Erich Hartmann USA. New York City. 1949. Empire State Building.
I want to be there right now, with a picnic basket, blanket and a good book :)))
As you glide along in the sky, gazing out the window, just before landing, there is a pivotal moment of being lost, lost in the spell of Ireland; the spell of the patchwork of lush and picturesque land—a land that measures from warm, golden yellow hues to indescribably rich shades of jade, malachite, and emerald.