Skies are endlessly lovely things to watch, aren't they? Constantly changing. Last Summer, I used to lie on a bench in the garden and watch the clouds moving in the wind across the blue skies. So many shapes, telling so many stories as I imagined animals and birds and other things up there.
@casablanca Casa, you are most definitely my kindred spirit! I have always imagined seeing animals and other things in the big, cumulus clouds. I even wrote a poem entitled "Clouds" some years back. It speaks of the gift of imagination which God gives to us which can be used for good, or for evil. If I could share it with you privately, I would. Don't think this is probably the format for sharing it, however...
January 15th, 2021
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