You see some pretty amazing things when you are sitting in your Jeep waiting for your daughter’s hockey practice to finish. Today, I was looking at the clouds while a nice tasty Eyes played in the background on the Grateful Dead channel and of course I started taking some photos. This is the result. What happens tomorrow?? More rain!
Fluffy white clouds
Floating dreamlike, vivid
And bizarre, detached from all hope,
Wandering alone, no passion
Fleeing wispy entrails,
It is early May and I am walking in my backyard. The days are still cool, but not so cool that I can’t enjoy the breeze as it moves through the woods in its silent.progression towards nowhere. When I look up, I notice that the leaves on this and all of the other trees still haven’t made their annual pilgrimage to block the sky and provide comforting summer shade. Just out of reach of the trees are the clouds. The branches grasp at them as they flow freely with the breeze and offer promise for today and days to come.