When did I first look up in wonder at clouds? Now there is a good question and I have no idea of the answer. If I meandered through my albums and collected images online so many for so long are of the sky.
What is the fascination? Is it that they are something far bigger than me and my life? No I don’t think so. Is it that they are always so beautiful no matter the colour or the shape and even if they are not around that blue sky and emptiness has its own magic. I am thinking it is the beauty that captures me, I look up all the time no matter where I am no matter what I am doing.