Each passing cloud is a shape-shifter, a wanderer, an emblem of all that will not stay fixed. We love this in clouds.
What do you appreciate for its unpredictable nature?
Each Passing Cloud
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Each passing cloud is a shape-shifter, a wanderer, an emblem of all that will not stay fixed. We love this in clouds.
What do you appreciate for its unpredictable nature?
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Snow, as a surprise on a winter morning when, during the night, so silently, it has formed a whole new world to see and notice the once-in-a-life time scene of strange snow- formed shapes! I watch as they change until it stops snowing and then it can really be a winter wonderland. As a child I was fascinated that eventually the snow (and especially the icicles) would drip-drip-drip and disappear in front of my eyes!