As ever it is my pleasure to pass along the Cloud Appreciation Society newsletter. I know a few of my fans who will immediately think of the first photograph as a ‘JeniBate Sky’.
I love passing along this newsletter – always something to either enjoy or learn. Or both.
I guess there is sometimes a progession in the names. Evening rain and Night Storm. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen either of those, but here they are.
Night storms are interesting because here we have the power go out in about 50% of good storms.
For all you sky lovers out there, here’s their occasional newsletter. I’m looking forward to getting some new skyscapes of my own to inspire me as it has been a while since I’ve been on the back porch with the camera. But as the humidity here was 7% when I got home from La Quinta yesterday afternoon, I don’t think I’m going to be in luck for a little while.
There’s something to be said about global warming – like ‘it’s real!!!!’ – when even art museums are changing the way they choose and store art because of it. I found this article very interesting. Maybe art that is destroyed when it becomes too wet is going to be ‘ephemeral art’ in the not too distant future. Perhaps I should start sculpting in stone…..
I always enjoy passing along the Cloud Appreciation Society Newsletter and this month it has two things that I especially love – a beautiful day’s edge cloud, and a poem.
Yes, 9 days since I blogged – I’ve been on the road for most of those. I have seen a lot of skies, a lot of roads and was astonished by Mount Shasta – whose awesome beauty I was unprepared for.
While I was in Bellevue, WA, there was a lull at the fair, during which I was able to add to my list of sonnets. One step further to that bucket list item.
The upper leaves spread up to gather light
The lower leaves reach out to seek the sun
The branches stretch and grow with all their might
Until leaves redden when the summer’s done.
The colorful flowers that bloomed bright in the spring
Are now brown crisps around a precious seed
that wait for autumn’s winds to find their wings
and fly to other grounds that might just lead
to sprouting from the earth when spring returns,
to rooting and to spreading and to growth
into a new tree; life’s desire thus burns
for life itself will not succeed with sloth.
Look at a tree and it will show you how
To plan tomorrow just by doing now.