Another one of my favorite visuals...

My regular commute involves taking the F train between Brooklyn and Manhattan. For those of you who do not live here in New York or do not frequent Brooklyn, the F and G lines rise from underneath Carroll Gardens for two stops before burrowing back under Park Slope.

I always try to stand in a particular door way (worry not, I step out of the way for those coming and going) in a particular carriage so my progress from the train to the station exit is brief. It also allows me to see planes making their approach to LaGuardia Airport when coming home to Brooklyn in the evenings at the first above-ground stop, Smith St.-9th St.

The station is perched on a very high trestle that allows for unobstructed viewing of Staten Island, the Verazanno Narrows and Goethals bridges - on the incline, you can even see the Statue of Liberty.

But the sky is what I look at.

Especially the lights of aircraft preparing to land. On a heavy traffic day, whether twilight or dusk, the lights appear as a giant string of pearls spaced far apart.

They too are coming home.