Cloudy Days

This was a weekend of clouds. Some clouds are so flat that you can’t see where one begins and the next ends. This type of cloudy sky is often a dull boring grey color, and is depressing to behold. Blah!

My favorite kind of clouds are fluffy (not the technical term, but I’m being poetic). They billow up in the sky and look like marshmallows. When the sun sinks in the west, they turn orange like sherbet, deep blue, and many shades and tints. Wow.

Yesterday began with ground fog, which melted away into a crowded cloud sky. These clouds were pushing into each other and piling up, not the flat, boring sky I mentioned earlier. They were dense and had ridges, and lower wisps drifted around until it began to rain.

This morning, the rain was gone and those wonderful puffers were scooting around all day, showing off their bright white tops and deep blue bellies. At sunset, they clung to the eastern horizon and glowed like a fire at dusk. I never tire of watching clouds. Like snowflakes, no two are ever alike.


About Joan Marie Naszady

I am a learner, a teacher, and a naturalist who enjoys being creative!
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