Sunday, January 13, 2013

"When the clouds are all streaky......"

the sky in winter is a canvas, the wind, clouds, sun, rain, and snow all have a brush and their own colors.  and they all paint the sky in turn during the course of they day.  each time one looks, one sees a different image, a different mood, the work of a different element.  the ever changing  patterns of the winter sky
"When the sky is all streaky/ it'll rain for a week-y"
~~Maurice Moulterd
and it did

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slightly wordy Slent Sunday on a road

Not every picture is worth a thousand words, but the memory it represents is.