by clouds
Yesterday evening after a very hot day, and after a simple supper on the deck, we sat back in our chairs to enjoy the cooling air. I glanced up and looked at the wispy clouds in the sky. Really looked. Nothing unusual, I’ve seen more dramatic clouds, especially from airplanes, but for some reason these gave me a lovely feeling of peace and beauty. Youngest granddaughter then came upstairs with a book and asked me to read it to her as a bedtime story, but first we looked at the clouds together and I took a few photos. A simple yet deeply pleasurable evening.
July 20, 2012 in Nature, Photoworks by Marja-Leena
Those high up, mackerel and mares’ tails cirrus ones do give one a sense of calm, don’t they. Sounds a lovely moment.
Lucy, what great names: mackerel and mares’ tails, thanks!
Clouds really are some of the best entertainment we can have. These look like you had fair weather skies and a lovely evening.
Susan, yes, it made me think of childhood days lying on the grass and imagining what creatures were in those many shapes up there. It was a lovely evening, followed by a very very rainy day – cooling and refreshing for a change and giving the garden a much needed watering. The sun is back this afternoon.
Mackerel and mares’ tails yes, but quite delicate in both cases–must have been a pretty evening. “Really looked.” Yes, that’s always good. And good night!
Marly, I’m sometimes accused of looking down too much so thought this might balance things out, heh.
So many lovely textures up and down this page: fossils, rust, and now these clouds – a “texture” that is only for the eyes. How good!
Hi Jodi! Clouds as ‘textures’ for eyes only, how true! Thanks for visiting.
Sounds like the perfect evening. And I do love looking at clouds. We had a perfect Magritte blue-sky-puffy-clouds day on Monday, but it was hard to capture them on camera. Anyway, lovely.
Feels all brushy … like someone took a comb to tease air into the dreams of the sky.
Leslee, a “Magritte blue-sky-puffy-clouds day” is a marvelous description!
Rouchswalwe, that sounds so poetic and magical!