I was lucky to have my camera with me when I saw the clouds looked like this. It was one winter afternoon but it would be hard to tell that it was, judging from the pic alone, though the bare tree might tell itself. I liked how the blue and white met and mixed and moved slowly to unknown directions.
We are walking beneath the clouds everyday and we’re seeing different shapes and moods and sometimes we can tell what the weather like be for the day. It’s nothing unusual with the clouds until we see some uncanny occurrences. But for me, every different scene we see in the sky and the clouds embellishing it is truly significant. And the tree beneath the cotton clouds is the only witness as to when a change takes place.
You may want to read my old post, Over The Cotton Clouds. It was when we flew for a trip.
~ Skywatch Friday ~