Ah ha, you came back again, how wonderful, thank you. This week let us appreciate the full majesty of these transitory beasts we call clouds. Existing in a fleeting moment in which I click the camera and then they are moving and whisping and morphing and gone. Let us decide here and now to loudly object when anyone uses the word ‘just’ in the same breath as the word ‘clouds’!
Devious taunting, dark smokey whisps covering orange globe of light
13.5.24
How you shape and tease allowing a window beam of sparkled water
14.5.24
Across the valley the Iron Age Hill Fort spied highlighting white puffs
15.5.24
Surely cloudless sky is pretty blue but boring? Childlike art clouds drawn
16.5.24
December at dawn the day after Christmas morn. This our truest gift
17.5.24
Dark morphing mimic transitory mystery, endless storm cycle
18.5.24
Ripped morning cloudscape angels shedding golden tears as cold water burns
19.5.24
Let us rejoice in the glorious shade of passing clouds! Thank you for being here, I look forward to hearing your cloudy inspirations and engaging with you in the comments.
Vapory friendship variety in one frame. Unbelievable!
You may enjoy some Rainbows too!
5-16-24
A dragon's arch looms,
Orange fire fades to twilight,
Sea whispers secrets.
Cliff forged by old tales,
Silhouettes against the sky,
Legends breathe and live.
Twilight cradles sea,
Stone gateway to ancient myths,
Night cloaks its old heart.
The ineffable
Stark branches reach toward the sky
Look up at heaven