Saturday, October 4, 2014

Come Hither

I woke up to a glorious sky - clouds of every shape and size, arguing over which direction to take. One layer floats eastward and another heads west. Masses form, turn into wisps and back again to piles. And it changes every second. I can see I will get nothing done today since the clouds keep calling my name.

October 4 2014   9 am   SW

October 4 2014   10:30 am   S

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