Tiny Pleasures #314: Sunday Clouds
Spring sunshine, a glass of rosé and painterly clouds sounds like a cliché but is oh so nice. I particularly like the style of whoever is on cloud art duty today.
Tiny Pleasures #3: Calm After the Storm
The wind has stopped blowing. The dogs have stopped barking.The thunder and lightning have taken their leave. The rain has stopped pouring. The birds have stopped squawking. The calm, like a blanket, descends on the world.The city is sleeping. My heart is still beating. Softly, for fear of disturbing the peace. Cloud study of Cumulus blowing in high wind. Luke Howard,
Happiness as Anarchy #351: Golden Clouds
My evening walks are becoming a habit and something I look forward to. The autumn colours, golden sunshine and brisk air wrap me in a blanket of energetic calm. I fill my eyes with beauty and return home with problems solved. This evening presented a particularly stunning sunset sky.
Happiness as Anarchy #240: Storms
I love the rumble of thunder, the flash of lightning and the smell of rain on hot earth. I could happily watch the show for hours. Is it the electricity in the air that jiggles all my atoms around? There's a possibility that negative ions in storm, and interestingly in the shower, make you feel
Happiness as Anarchy #27: Clouds
I could look at clouds all day everyday and not get bored. This afternoon I was sitting in my lounge-room and glanced out to the window to see a spectacular afternoon sky. Boots on and camera in hand, I went cloud chasing in the neighbourhood. Strange things were a-happening - clouds like balls of fire,