line in the sky

This shimmering jet contrail loomed over my head in the sky this morning. A stream of water vapor is nothing extraordinary in itself (or is it?), but the way it alone was captured the morning sun above the blue-gray clouds made me feel like I was catching a glimpse through a window into another realm. When I initially spotted it, it was perfectly straight and bright, like a strange filament of light; but by the time I went back into the house to get the camera it had already dissipated to the irregular streak you see here. Too bad. I should’ve moved faster, but I was taking out the trash at the time.