Off and on all the day of Friday we had thick, soft, wet clouds in the sky,

Then an opening between storms would gift us with prisms of beauty, so wonderful they seemed to breathe in the autumn air

Then the storms would come again puddling on the earth leaving behind a leaden stillness,

and a sullen sky

Then once more in stunning splendor the sun would break forth and brighten the gloom

The parted clouds lighting the world.

Then that evening as the sunset

Built within the sunset

A sundog appeared!  I stood marveling as the amazing sky sang with echoes of humming songs in color for all to see.

From my world to your heart,

Linda