Saturday .. a few days ago .. was a magnificently beautiful day and the skies were just plain awesome. I’d accompanied DH to the lumber store and while he selected the supplies that he needed for a project, I wandered outside .. and devoted some time in admiring the show high above me.
We all have fun seeing shapes in the clouds and sometimes they are clearly seen. In this one, I can see someone riding a horse .. galloping away to a place in the sky ..
Same sky .. another area .. wispy waves that look like a sand washed beach ..
Dreamy wispy clouds that look like the softest of cotton candy floss ..
Happy dancing clouds …
I caught some tree branches in this photo but it shows that fall is near, leaves have begun to fall .. are the branches waving to the sky? Perhaps.
Are these two clouds lusting after each other? They seem to be kissing. Lovely, against a panoramic background of incredibly beautiful sky art.
And the kissing clouds are softly covered with a gauzy curtain of fluffy white clouds. Censorship ?? “ok you’ve seen enough .. run along now” 🙂
Love seeing such a variety of shapes and textures up above .. and I love even better being up there, flying amongst them.
Now I can see something above the upper half of this photo .. is it a spreading tree, branches flung far and wide? Is it a mythical shape from Aesop’s fables?
The cumulus clouds were so solidly dense it seemed as if I could just reach up and break off a piece .. like a marshmallow or something like that. And, ahem .. are these more amorous clouds that I see???
The clouds are getting a bit darker in some areas .. an indication that rain will be happening later on .. and there was a little bit of rain but not that much really.
Art Nouveau, anyone? Time to return home, vehicle loaded with supplies. Camera loaded up with more beautiful photos of the uplifting skies above.
The beauty of the skies has a special energy which I find quite compelling. Such random beauty that is ever changing and brightens up our daylight hours.
I am compelled to look upwards and sometimes must remind myself to focus on where I am as it is easy to trip over something!
At this stage of my life I am no longer embarrassed to be looking upwards and quite often I just simply stand still in awe of the beauty up there. And there is lots of action up there also .. soon it will be time for the Turkey Vultures to migrate and luckily we are on their pathway so I must keep looking up to see this feat of nature.
The magic of seeing these birds, many hundreds of them, is humbling. They are part of the nature that created this earth and we mere humans must always respect this.
Despite all the inventions by humans, the raw power of nature answers to no one.
Thank goodness for that, eh???
I have to say this … we Canadians are well known for saying “eh” … and that is not a bad thing. And there are a few thoughts on how this came about.
My vote is for the French “hein” meaning “what”? Some words in French, carried over to English, are pronounced without the “h” sound. thus “hein” becomes “eh”. And there are other words carried over also, which need the “h” sound, but that is for another day, another blog.