From the moment I could walk, I’ve wanted to fly, which led me to earn my pilot’s license. There’s something peaceful about gliding over quiet forests and busy cities alike, suspended some 2,000 feet above the rest of the world. On occasions when I’m not at the controls, I’m able to capture the serenity of mornings like this one, with the sun is rising over Coote's Paradise, and reflecting on the Harbour in Hamilton, Ontario.