I took my Mom to Europe last week. While flying the usual route back, which skirts the southern tip of Greenland, she interrupted one of my four terrible movies and pointed towards the window.

I dismissed her by saying it was just the tops of the clouds and haze, and it’s near impossible to see anything while over the Atlantic. Sure enough I was wrong, and for about 15 minutes we passed over some amazing ice floes and glaciers far below…

I grabbed my camera and managed to get a few good shots. It rivals this photo departing Mexico as one of the most beautiful I’ve seen from above.