Here come the clouds; feathery, whispy and as light as goose down.
They swirl above the roof tops and spread across the sky like watercolor on wet paper.
Downy and light, here now and gone again in the whistle of the wind.
Two fair weather friends; hands clasped, spirits soaring as they whisk along the street.
One Mother Heart flutters joyously with Mother Nature.
Tufted, feathered; the sky above is a good night sleep's sweet {cirrus} dream.
Come float along the Indian Summer breeze with me!
This hazel eyed surprise reflects the angelic winged sky.
What delights these two take in!
Fresh balmy air, slumbering summer grass, chirping bird calls and warm sunny rays.
What do you see?
Let the breeze bob you along home where it will play and eddy outside your door and in the chinks of your keyholes, waiting to join you for another adventure.
At the end of the day, watch the golden rays give way to twilight haze.
Sweet mid-winter's dream!
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