Those enormous whisps of vapor
Massive and glowing
Sometimes so low I feel like I could reach up and touch them
And sometimes there is a stray cloud or two sitting closely on the ground, which touches me (and you)
Even when the morning shadows stripe the earth,
The light of the early dawn beginning to glow causes the clouds to glimmer
Colors lighting the sky so vibrantly
I feel like the Angels are singing to the earth.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
What gorgeous pictures!
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Thank you, George
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We barely even get a cloud in the sky during the summer.
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So off to the beach you go! Lucky You
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Oh Linda, these are so beautiful!
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Thank you, Elaine!
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O.M.G. Gorgeous, gorgeous,gorgeous…💙💛
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Thank you. As you know it’s fun to find
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