When we took off from Minneapolis, the sun was in the afternoon sky. Since we were heading west, we were essentially chasing the sunset. We flew north over Alaska and the Bering Sea. As we went north, I think the sun appeared to sink lower and the land looked like it was facing a sunset ahead of us. As we came south again, it looked like morning was breaking as the sun rose higher.
We flew over the Canadian rockies. Hugh white mountains passed beneath us. Some of them formed valleys that looked like they were full of clouds. Sometimes, the snow was pink with the light of the sunset. Over the sea, we saw plates of ice with dark water slivers between them. Some of the views out the window were echoes of scenes in The Great Divorce, which I was listenting to as an audio book.