Another delightful challenge from Nancy Merrill.
I do so love me some clouds.
As Nancy wrote in this challenge: I’m a sucker for a beautiful clouds. Fluffy clouds. Streaky clouds. Dark and foreboding or airy and almost not there. I’ve never met a cloud I couldn’t love.
I know what she means. Clouds really speak to me. And maybe, because I grew up in San Diego, where there were rarely clouds, I have a different appreciation for them.
Of course now, living in the Pacific Northwest, actually seeing individual clouds, rather than the sometimes oppressive gray ceiling, brings me pleasure in a similar way.
Most of us love the beautiful, often intense color of a sunset,
but sunrise is my favorite.
And then there are those times when clouds can be a bit intimidating, even when they are simply doing their job.
I think one of the miracles of life, of Nature, is when the clouds put on an unexpected show for us.
Especially one we can’t explain…
Yep, clouds are the best…..
Anyone else hear Judy Collins singing just now??? (sorry about any ads…)