I came across this view the other day. Vapour trails were crisscrossing the sky then and I just loved the marks they left.
Accidental beauty with fleeting nature – it is like a writing on a sandy beach which is destined to disappear in no time. Look away now and they are all rubbed off by the wind or wave. But may be it is precisely because the magic lasts such a short while, its beholder finds oneself even more luckier and enchanted?