I wanted to share some photos I took of the whispering twilight stage in which the clounds were the brilliant dancers, the colours vibrant, the wind gentle and cool. Those are the moments I love the best.
“I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils.”
-William Wordsworth
Ya, I know it's not a daffodil and not at all golden, but it sort of made sense.
Another cloud quote that I completely agree with:
“A promise is a cloud; fulfillment is rain"
-Proverb.
1 comment:
Oooh, the clouds do actually look like they're dancing in the first one!
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