Friday, June 12, 2009
those crazy summer clouds
While Carry On Wayward Son pounds out in the background-the guitar groove is amazing- those crazy summer clouds waft by. Imported from the scene of a Pixar movie, these clouds are perfect in their imperfection. A transition of deep indigo to the palest of blues is the backdrop for lusciously full clouds. The are spaced like perfectly planted rows of corn, not a sequence out of place, as they stretch mile after mile into the horizon. And with vivid accuracy, my human eyes take them in. Usually, I have to scrunch up my nose and squint just right to see distances beyond my own 3 feet sphere; but today, I've been gifted with the eyes of a red tail hawk. And as abruptly as I've noticed them, they slip away, overtaking the last rays of sun and melting together into a doom-less gray. The sun isn't protesting it's loss today, just amiably fading away as it brightens someone else's horizon. Amidst the quarrelsome fervor of 3 kids home from school on summer break, the neighbor aflutter with a lemonade stand and nosy dogs demanding playmates, I sit admiring those clouds; I am taken to a new place of serenity, certainty, calm. Ahhh......
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