Old, new, white and blue

I like these white cranes. I've taken lots of pictures of them over the past year, always on my way to or from work. This is just another one.

Another facet of the scene is a collision between eras and the way that everything is transitory except the 'blue yonder'. It was a beautiful morning and the clouds burned off in minutes. Next the cranes will be gone. Eventually the buildings will too. But the sky will be sticking around for several hundred million years.