Some things are only beautiful because they don’t stay.
Flying By by Dakota captures a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it kind of wonder. A commercial jet slices through a sky still shimmering with the last of a storm, bisecting a rainbow so vivid it feels imagined. Below, the city waits - static, grounded - while up above, something moves on. It’s not about the plane. Or the rainbow. It’s about that impossible moment when both exist at once.
This isn’t a postcard. It’s a passing thought made visible.
Perfect for: Dreamers in Transit – Those who know wonder doesn’t wait for the perfect timing. Urban Escape Artists – Windows that look out and up, not just across. The Softly Nostalgic – For anyone who’s watched beauty pass and still smiled.
Flying By doesn’t linger. But it leaves something behind.
