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Storm warning. There is a storm in the bay of biscay heading our way. Expect a red sky in the morning and a swirl of rain edging up the country. Some flooding and fallen trees expected. Nice, just when I was hoping for late summer sun! The wind will blow and we shall have? Storms! I had such plans a seaside trip, gentle tides, a sea view, seagulls wheeling. But maybe next week it will be better….
On a cloud or the sea
Waves washing you
Onto a beach
Bricks and lamposts
Windows and shutters
Chimneys and trees
Cold air and breeze
bluest of blues
Shattering Sapphire
Clouds smudged on the sky.
Brick spaceship
Alien building
Spinning out of control.
I could add edges to this photo and make a more definite heart shape, but I like it as it is. Late summer fluffy clouds drift in a sky that turned cloudy and grey an hour later. Laurel, Russian vine and Wisteria frame the blue. The vine has been cut back and the flowers are turning brown. The Wisteria needs pruning and the laurel is blocking out most of the light in our sunny patch.
Most of the rest if the garden is covered over with trees. The leaves gather light from every gap. It’s amazing how they space themselves so they fit together like a jigsaw puzzle.
You look up and try and see dragons or puppies in the sky. Dancing horses, faces, hands, ufo’s, giraffes, teddy bears. It’s all there, up in that heart of sky.
Floating in the sky
A pigeon
on a chimney
High.
Floating on a breeze
Greenery and trees.
Floating up above
Roof and gutter
I hear you mutter….
Floating up and up…
Soft little clouds
Fluttering like bird feathers
Swirling down the air currents
Darkness falling
Now the moon rises
Shadows lengthen.
Time to stretch our legs,
Head home,
A long, flat walk
Into the dusk.
Bat’s flitter overhead,
Moths race to our torches.
Mistaking them for the rising moon.
Home in time for supper.
Blue sky lost in the dark….
Two llots of clouds mashed together, whispy and white, plus a bit of hedge round the back of the house, and you end up with something quite bizarre. An up sweep of wings, black, furry paws and legs. White contrails from aircraft. The sky is my canvas, I even see moths on either side. An Ariel rorschach test…. I see so much…
I see a cloud bear
Up in the sky
Wearing a belt
And flying so high.
Little black nose
And shiny blue eyes
High in the air
What a surprise
It just appeared
out of the blue
Crazy big ears
Listening to you.
As I pressed the shutter on my phone this pigeon was sitting sweetly on the TV Ariel, but it took a short while for the shutter to click, so it was in mid flight by the time I had snapped it. At least I caught the downward beat of its wings. Tail splayed to give it lift. Where it fluttered from its erch I don’t know. I was just checking my phone screen to see what I’d managed to capture. Photo taken at Etruria, Stoke-on-Trent, today. Mostly blue skies and not too cold.
Dreamt the first two lines of this poem So I decided to go for it and see what emerged….
There’s a sullen red cloud on the horizon,
A ships in dock they say..
Will there be sailors in port today,
Or will it sail away?
Off to chase the Mackrel
Or to fish for Cod
Leaving on the high tide
Into the hands of God?
There’s red upon the horizon
Is it a sailors blood?
Staining the water with it
In a storm greater than the flood.
Will the sailors return again
Back to this quiet bay?
No man of weather can tell me.
But the portents are bad, they say.
I see faces in a lot of things. Tonight’s wispy clouds reminded me of a face. I think these are interesting clouds. You could see that the wind was pretty strong up there. The clouds were being blown across at 90° to the direction they were moving in, shearing them and dissolving them. The weather has cleared up a lot today, but it looks like we might be in for another bout of rain tomorrow.
Does anyone else like spotting clouds too? I used to lie down and look up at the sky. There is a lot up there!
Mallaband-Brown