''Look at the sky. It's the color of love.''

I was looking at the sky today and noticed something really interesting. I saw the moon and an airplane. I know what you might think. So what. You know when the sky is clear and the plane leaves the white streak of smoke behind it. Well it was that scene crossing the moon. It was grand. The thing about what im saying is that some things are not meant to be photographed. So things are meant for pure memory. I like knowing this was mine to remember and anyone else who saw it. Here is a random photo on a random day. It's the color of love. Just look up.